Tuesday, February 03, 2009

My heart weaves poetry
that my fingers have forgotten.

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Your breath mingles with mine,
my fingers entwine yours,
I groan in your ears
as you breathe into mine.
Suddenly, reality has become
redundant.

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The spoils of your dreams
will be accounted for.

2 comments:

K said...

Just chanced upon your blog- and I simply love your writing. Keep giving us something to chew on..Cheers!

:..M..: said...

Kavitha: Thank you for that, I suppose I will get back to writing gradually :)