Sunday, 24 March 2013

Amateur Poetry Series #2


The unturned page of confessions…….

Come closer and see what I feel for you
That I never felt before
Waiting like a nymph for your shivering touch
To learn the meaning of true love
Mellifluous is your voice to my ears
You enter my heart with soft leers
Touch my lips as a gentle pear
You hold me firmly and stare in the eyes
Making me forget the misery stories
Causing me to believe in untouched memoirs
The mesmerizing scent of your soul divine
Smells like heaven, oh! it feels so pure
The stroke of your luscious lips on my neck
That clinch of the fist, that mellow roar
I think for a while, I'll fall from grace
Until you caress and snuggle me over
I feel my glass has fallen for you
I know, I want you for now
May be I want your touch forever
I feel like a slave to your love
I've lost it all, I just have your flavour
Let me rule over your body and brain
Let me be your soft white feather
I'll march through your lane of love
With silent lucidity, holding your hand
Holding it tight, holding it forever
Words are only words I agree
But eyes don't lie, neither do tears
I know I want you bad enough
Please come to me
Or dry these tears...

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