The air impregnates your earthy smell,
Knocks me off my feet,
And, introduces me to my wobbly knees.
Draw circles with your thumb,
The grip is tighter than an elastic,
It makes me tremble,
Down right, till my bones.
You embrace me,
It’s like the whole world’s taking over,
I disintegrate faster than an ignited candle,
The feeling is akin,
To my soul being alight.
Your endearing voice infiltrates
through me,
I swear, I do try,
But I hardly do ever understand,
The nuances of our discussions.
My eyes met yours
My heart feels stronger,
With the pouring, over flowing love,
But, It seems I’ve lost control over my senses
My body isn’t controlled by me
But is a puppet to your little gestures.
6 comments:
That is a very superbly sweet poem that you have written!
Awesome work!
Must be a lucky guy! ;)
Kudos and continue the great work!! :)
I dont know about the lucky guy part.. but thankyou for the praise :)
Sweet :)
:D Thanks, Richa :)
If this is how you really feel...lucky you!!
Nice poem! :)
I do :) It sure is a great feeling.. :)
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