moon light through the window
gives life to the blind’s shadow
lifting itself
to a sensuous dance
gives life to the blind’s shadow
lifting itself
to a sensuous dance
.
pitter patter raindrops
incessant drumming of random thoughts
dampness in the air, tiredness of the spirit
a shed skin somewhere, lying soaking wet
pitter patter raindrops
incessant drumming of random thoughts
dampness in the air, tiredness of the spirit
a shed skin somewhere, lying soaking wet
.
fragrance of raw flesh
brought by the roaming cloud
stirring hidden longings
rising slowly like the snakeman’s hood
.
the rain stops
as the moon sleeps
and stealing back the fragrance
the cloud moves
.
knotted feelings untie,
as the snake uncoils somewhere
.
the mind lets go
sleep creeps in,
but the heart lingers….
fragrance of raw flesh
brought by the roaming cloud
stirring hidden longings
rising slowly like the snakeman’s hood
.
the rain stops
as the moon sleeps
and stealing back the fragrance
the cloud moves
.
knotted feelings untie,
as the snake uncoils somewhere
.
the mind lets go
sleep creeps in,
but the heart lingers….
2 comments:
Wonderful¡¡¡¡¡
Kisses & Love
As a grammrian of the old school I feel 'moon light' should be spelt as 'moonlight'.
A good poem.
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