The way your brown eyes
Reflect sunlight
Like the last embers
In my dream-drenched thoughts,
Steal my breath away;
While my world drops-
Free-falling,
In slow motion.
I want to read your caged mind
Drown in those sun kissed-eyes-
Piercing my heart,
Dragging me
Into a timeless vacuum,
We are both lost in.
Your deep voice
Devour my words;
The way you say my name
Spacing between syllables-
Wash away the longings
Swollen in my throat.
Standing so close to me
Trapped in a quicksand,
And I tremble;
The way land shifts
When the earth quakes-
Crumbling at your touch.
And the way your smile lingers
Yours, locking mine
Tugging the corner of our lips;
Spontaneous combustion
Sketching mid-air,
In smoke and ashes:
Someday..
Reborn
In my sleep.
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Wanderland
PoetryWe all live with memories, memories of all kinds which engulf us until we either reminisce or relive them. Leading us to the feeling of bittersweet intoxication, overwhelming the very core of our being. Perhaps the recollection itself coupled with t...
