To her Its not so often that I get to see you But every time I do, I get a feeling that aint always easy to put in words When I plant my gaze on you, I flow down the lane that a few men of my outfit have gone past Betrothed as I am, I speak of love and something that is more refined than love, Something that has a word formulation to its meaning But somehow it eludes my comprehension I could say its a feeling, A feeling that has me savoring the beauty of you like some exotic delicacy I could say its in my voice The voice that I lose control of every time you look at me with those blue eyes, Something radiates from my skin leaving me enveloped with goose bumps. I could liken you to a cool breeze sweeping through the Sahara You are gentler than the touch of an infant, Yet you conjure the most infrangible feelings that only you can trench My true existence pages to some number, In a book antiquated only for two In a page where our names are married There, I stick on you like glue Its the way you speak that sets my heart on a swinging parabola The word sweet may not justify how sweet you are, But then again, how can I possibly describe the sweetness that oozes out of you? So today, I recline on this pigeon coup These words I paste on paper but they seem to linger in the atmosphere like distant stars Words that formulate in a linotype and fit in a space of a page A priceless work of the mind of me that I treasure like the memories of you These words, a wavering progeny of the 26-lettered alphabet But I wont stumble in my tracks at the registration of these factual nonentities I falter not in the adventure of loving such an embodiment of my wildest dreams So tonight I take you in my embrace Allow me to take away the pain, the loneliness and the hurt Come closer now, come take a piece of my heart The one thats too fragile, take it and keep it safe Draw nigh my flower, my portion, my weakness Allow your subjects, my hands to caress you tenderly Close the door, and I will put down the pen and the penned For whats remaining is a consummation of all what love stands for
Posted on: Mon, 12 Jan 2015 04:50:34 +0000
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