love, always love, always more love and then some more
but you breathe
life into me
and at such times
i lie still
breathing and throbbing
you might wonder
and i do hope not
where am i
or how am i
but in such times
you have me pinned down
dont know who is possessive
you or me
speaking for myself
i have no need
to possess
what
is mine
and is my home
i can be busy
the whole while
but i like to burrow in you
and i know i am
rooted in you
all of me, that is
and thats where
i will be buried-
in you.
you breathe life into me
and invoke the desire
informing me that
there is life
in me.
and that you want it
to be always alive.
and i am not possessive about you
if that is the word
you are the air i breathe
the sun that warms me
and the water that falls on me
and i live with it.
that is how i live with you
living
i like it this way
living in the
knowledge of you.
my love.
and one more thing
i d like to tell you
that i like waiting for you
for it signifies only
one thing for me
that you are
coming.
rest all, it does not matter
for even if it is some worth
the cost that living extracts out of us
i can bear it
and still be rich
very rich.
Poetry by Deeps
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The Answer
i dont know howbut you breathe
life into me
and at such times
i lie still
breathing and throbbing
you might wonder
and i do hope not
where am i
or how am i
but in such times
you have me pinned down
dont know who is possessive
you or me
speaking for myself
i have no need
to possess
what
is mine
and is my home
i can be busy
the whole while
but i like to burrow in you
and i know i am
rooted in you
all of me, that is
and thats where
i will be buried-
in you.
you breathe life into me
and invoke the desire
informing me that
there is life
in me.
and that you want it
to be always alive.
and i am not possessive about you
if that is the word
you are the air i breathe
the sun that warms me
and the water that falls on me
and i live with it.
that is how i live with you
living
i like it this way
living in the
knowledge of you.
my love.
and one more thing
i d like to tell you
that i like waiting for you
for it signifies only
one thing for me
that you are
coming.
rest all, it does not matter
for even if it is some worth
the cost that living extracts out of us
i can bear it
and still be rich
very rich.
Poetry by Deeps
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Written on 2017-02-14 at 18:12
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