Nimble footfalls, yawning eyes.
Curious lips, tender fingerprints.
Feral twilights, luscious murmurs.
In them in abandon you sift abysmally deep.
And sketch in doodles incoherent, unusual.
Scarlet and branded,
You leave me, and I can see.
This is new, I am new.
I am not that girl
I used to happen to be.
Pacify me.
Push me again.
And show me how,
You rapt my soul
And make me new
Every day for you…
Do we have to?
Draw symmetries with these aliens?
That are keeping us tables afar.
Buoying infinite stories,
Blissfully ignorant-
Of how derisory I am
To humor right now.
So tell me cruel one.
While you paint your wicked smile
Tell me, why should I not hate them?
Seize me home,
And make love to me.
Flitch me away and kiss me.
Under this moonlit night,
Have me and let me have you.
Come away.
Let’s run away.
So I can walk over to the middle,
And glance below to see reminiscence twirling by.
In ephemeral kisses,
Delicate embraces,
And passionate sunbursts that smiled at our faces
When under its veil into the anonymous,
A tomorrow that doesn't scare,
And nakedness that doesn't stare.
Simply takes me in,
and leads me to...
Wherever you are...
Craft me anew....
Craft me anew....
1 comment:
By luck or fate - I don't really know- I chanced upon this blog and oh boy it really made my day. Your poetry is so richly hued, with so many layers of interplaying emotions that it's difficult to take one's eyes off it. keep the good work and do take steps to popularize this gem of a blog. This is too good to remain in the shadows.All the best.
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