I don't know how it happens that
While I sublimate in your presence
And Rock solid otherwise
How I am all molten under your gaze


Love notes


The notes of love
Are played by the heartbeats
The crests rising on crests
And troughs falling on troughs
And the see saw of the breaths
And the hide and seek of the eyes
The warp and weft of the fingers
The tie and dye of the bodies
In sweat
It's abandon colours taking even the lovers by surprise
Melting away in the batik of tenderness






Poetry by Deeps
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Written on 2016-04-08 at 16:53

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Such wonderful language. Wielded by a master.
2016-04-14


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
This is lovely, thank you for the pleasure I took in reading this poem

Elle x
2016-04-08