This Grey Evening

A well-known solitude
Closes around us
& here we lieó
Passive & exhausted,

With eyes wide open &
Hearts closed & enclosed together,
While solitude keeps caressing us
With its gnarly and knotted hands.

Here is no sound
Except the constant
Da-dum of our beating hearts.
The momentous conversation

Of the avocado leaves
In the wind
Has already stopped.
Your eyes close & they open.

You look at the ceiling,
Then, at meó
At my shoulder.
Your lips murmur

Soft vagueness on my body.
A languid shudder runs
Over my naked soul
& you laugh

& keep laughing, drunkenly
Until I finally know
The touch of your breasts,
The sweet secret odor

Of your dark triangle
Of love,
Which now passes
Through me.

Burning, impassive, exhausted,
We lie tied together
Here like grapevines
Of immortality.

& thus ends
Our nude jubilation
With soft solitude
This grey evening.

Bibek Adhikari

Poetry by Bibek
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Written on 2016-12-22 at 06:41

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
There is a soft sensuality so serene and sated. The beauty of it all is painted through word pictures like misty veils. Very artfully done.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
You seamlessly continue from your last poem to complete this sensuous interlude, not only your interior world, but the exterior as well, which plays an important part in these poems. Well done.