Last night
On the way to bed
I looked at the picture on the wall
Was greeted by the satisfaction in your eyes
And arrested by the redeeming contours of your smile
And desire summoned me to your side
This morning
As you slept by my side
I stole a glance at the picture on the bed
The way you like to curl up beside me
Even in prosaic sleep you exude angelic charm and grace
Engraving the picture of contentment upon my heart
Thanks for the picture of love
Your love
A burning desire to capture and bottle the passing breeze; to articulate the unspoken; to describe the seasons of the coming waves; to dress the scents of the hidden encounters; to perpetuate the dying drama; and to warn of the approaching fury of the unknown. On this adventure, you are invited to share with me, my cup of tea.
Showing posts with label clone. Show all posts
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Thursday, March 4, 2010
The Picture Of Love
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2010,
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Expectations,
Family,
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life,
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Marriage,
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Thursday, January 29, 2009
Enigmatic Persona
Here is what I dearly wish I could clone of her for eternity:
that love so raw, so pure, so secure
that smile so calming, so disarming, so embalming
that attitude so embracing, so enchanting, so captivating
that friendship so genuine, so courteous, so precious
that touch so serene, so flitting, so paralysing
those eyes so gracious, so revealing, so teasing
those lips so intense, so provocative, so seductive.
To you who is so addictive, so enigmatic, so magnetic
Let us frame the moments and seasons for times yet to come.
that love so raw, so pure, so secure
that smile so calming, so disarming, so embalming
that attitude so embracing, so enchanting, so captivating
that friendship so genuine, so courteous, so precious
that touch so serene, so flitting, so paralysing
those eyes so gracious, so revealing, so teasing
those lips so intense, so provocative, so seductive.
To you who is so addictive, so enigmatic, so magnetic
Let us frame the moments and seasons for times yet to come.
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