All my love, all my dreams,
all my smiles and
all my thoughts
were packaged
into one single stretch of
time.
---
You are boggled that I can do this. How is it that I separate us from what we are and what we cannot be? You don't like me because I can. You fear me because I love you not because you are large and firm. Not because you have beautiful eyelashes and eyes. Not because of your full lips. I don't love you because you are intelligent or because of our moonlit chats. I love you because I can. And when the unnerving quilt of familiarity muted you, you buckled and thought we hit a dead end. You fear me because I triumphed your misconception.
---
I wait for you to knock
on my door,
take me out and treat
me like a princess.
You won't.
---
We searched for love between the sheets four times. Panting, we smile wryly. We've still got it, you say. My smile twists into sadness. You are definite of an end where we won't 'still have it'. How come you think it'll be over? Something else that is special will take its place. You need to realize we have multiple answers to your unasked question. You need to know it's never over. You'll learn it's simply a bend in the road.
---
If I told you it's like
wrenching my heart
out and slamming
it down at
your indifferent feet,
would you believe it?
---
You have the courage and kindness to accept my little tokens of love. You enjoy the comforting silence I offer you when you get busy with your phone. I bask in your unconditional smiles when you see me. You wrap yourself around me throughout the night. I like it. I like how even in your sleep you communicate what your lips, voice and words won't let you.
---
My fingers seamlessly
travel your skin.
Your lips inevitably
explore me.
We dip and sigh in
a prolonged daze.
all my smiles and
all my thoughts
were packaged
into one single stretch of
time.
---
You are boggled that I can do this. How is it that I separate us from what we are and what we cannot be? You don't like me because I can. You fear me because I love you not because you are large and firm. Not because you have beautiful eyelashes and eyes. Not because of your full lips. I don't love you because you are intelligent or because of our moonlit chats. I love you because I can. And when the unnerving quilt of familiarity muted you, you buckled and thought we hit a dead end. You fear me because I triumphed your misconception.
---
I wait for you to knock
on my door,
take me out and treat
me like a princess.
You won't.
---
We searched for love between the sheets four times. Panting, we smile wryly. We've still got it, you say. My smile twists into sadness. You are definite of an end where we won't 'still have it'. How come you think it'll be over? Something else that is special will take its place. You need to realize we have multiple answers to your unasked question. You need to know it's never over. You'll learn it's simply a bend in the road.
---
If I told you it's like
wrenching my heart
out and slamming
it down at
your indifferent feet,
would you believe it?
---
You have the courage and kindness to accept my little tokens of love. You enjoy the comforting silence I offer you when you get busy with your phone. I bask in your unconditional smiles when you see me. You wrap yourself around me throughout the night. I like it. I like how even in your sleep you communicate what your lips, voice and words won't let you.
---
My fingers seamlessly
travel your skin.
Your lips inevitably
explore me.
We dip and sigh in
a prolonged daze.
12 comments:
curves galore.
do u have a face ?
Anon - Just checked. Turns out I do have a face :) Do you have a name?
hlconversation.
they call me that.
Anon - I must be having a moment of dullness. What's the meaning of hlconversation?
must i say that was a typo !
how can someone like u ever be dull ?
Anon- My my, are you flirting with me on my blog? Why not take this to the likes of an email, eh?
Tagged!
P.S. Will miss you.
hey poet... howdy
id love to...been waiting all of this time ! (dont get me wrong)
has there been anything else ??
the mocking spirit - Hmm.
Mark IV - I'm good, you?
Anon - Has there been anything else? I don't get it. Email id's on my profile.
hey... am good... at least resurrected!
and i see ur still breathing poetry... :)
Mark IV - I like how you call it breathing poetry. I hope I'm somewhere close to it.
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