The White Bed Sheets

I just want to throw my moral compass outside,

You have asked for it a long time ago,

It is like a wish of a lifetime,

To sleep side by side,

To whisper things to put jealousy on the walls,

The new painting took your almirah's place,

I promise,

No yawning,

No sniffing,

I will listen to everything you say,

It might be the stupid TV Show episode,

Or the rocket science they showed in Non-prime time,

I will listen,

Let's talk out all the secrets,

And cuddle a bit,

When the room gets filled with all the information,

Let's make the new white bedsheets dirty.