your fingers weave calligraphy
poignant poetics of pixie dust
amorphous patterns of certainty
bless marking this discolored crust
the erasures swell in ecstasy
sombre is this slumber
that drifts me away
unshackled from sweet dungeon of your sight
With a key of bliss blooming with thy smile
I dim my eyes; still dreaming??
the skittering venture of a pebble,
with ripples of ardour over the waters so serene,
drops with the last symphony of flute
yours fingers play on the trail to paradise
aligning my sighs, the skin magnetized
dropped and drowning in drowsiness
held in a dreamy ditch, I wait
sinusoidal chariots of blue to come
wash me away to the shores, my soul marooned
for you to pick the pebble again
Untwine me Of hesitations With your slender fingers Running down on me In lust of love, Clad in silk My soul not so knitted It revives in pleasure For your shadow does embrace The burning desire of my fate, Of dried mouth And the forgotten face.
I breathe in and release O your lips, on the move Surf the waves, How deeply delicate Your touch on my skin The rise and the fall My sins it placates; ‘I love you’ – I mumbled A clumsy whisper in your ear And there you witness A prolonged tear Yet to fall, eyes gaped in fear.
You climb me With toughness How your athletic body- Induces vibes into me -Advances with every paw and pressure, This close, this hunger Together we do dine Your taste dips and spies my lines Of lips it clutched I closed my eyes In peace For the make-believe Of the love I tried.