City of Waiting

Visitor
You are in this city today,
close... so very close.
The sound of your breathing mingles with the air,
the scent of your body drifts in every breath I take.

Tumultuous waves rise in my chest,
you are here in this city today...
beyond a few hundred buildings,
past some narrow lanes and alleys.

From Azimpur to Gulshan—
such a small distance, a few minutes away.
If I wished, I could reach you,
touch you and feel your presence.
Run my fingers through your hair and whisper—"I love you."

I could lie quietly nestled deep against your chest,
you could shelter me with both your arms.
And yet...
living in the same city
we never meet anymore!
The warmth of your breath never touches me anymore!

Still I am happy,
today you are in my city, our city.
Today even the stars in the sky seem exuberant,
sparkling and radiant like your laughter.

Beloved,
whenever you come to this city,
know this—
a girl lights up constellations of stars
waiting only for you... only for you.