Ha ha


Prince Charming

I am not your princess
Or your queen
For its difficult to charm me
Or disarm me with words
Of course I play along
but I laugh and sift it all away
Yet some things stay with me
And I find myself holding them
Close to myself
Some pauses, one deep breath
Some acronyms, one hearty laughter
Ringing across miles and reaching to me
Warming me in preparation
of hot and burning climes

Yes, you are a Charming Prince
But not mine -Yours Truly
You are my ever smouldering ember
With abundant desire
All soft and gooey inside
For creating easy mess
And lot of fun play
Yet, I remain incandescent
With your presence touching me
And yielding
Showering me with sighs
Where words are of no use
Nor the charm but the finesse





Poetry by Deeps
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Written on 2016-01-13 at 21:15

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i like this very much indeed, from beginning to end. it's an ember alright.
2016-01-15