Monday, November 28, 2005

Charade

the nape of her neck....
the close-up to her lips
the curve of her breast
and her shiny white teeth

Images left with me,
are mine always to keep
We shift & We stagnate
We move a million steps
Trying to remain the same

What miles couldn't magnify
Moods can deviate
And then her hair falls on top of my head
And she smells so great always!!

A child to protect
A mistake to learn from
She's my energy drink
& saps life out of me

2 comments:

SwB said...

nice!

Fanaah said...

The depth of his eyes
matched the warmth of hers
everything was perfect
except that there were 2 paths
He chose one,
and she chose the other
yet they walk side by side
after all...love is all an illusion