Desparate
It takes the deepest desire
to describe
what all has been growing through
in this youthful mind who have
put away the lifeless ashes
of wisdom aside.
It just really wants...
the soft touch of her that
makes burn all his egoistic literacy.
The calming ever smiling lotus face
is enough for him to
conquer the worldly.
It longs for the most gentled taut hug ,
that comes in his dreams,
where the chest
meets the breasts,
where arms of one
immerses the other completely,
making forget their own smell
while discovering the other guilelessly.
Lingers in it
the taste of the sweet fruitful lips.
That are calling him
with a honeyed melody
And urging him to do the kiss,
A state of infinite bliss,
In which one's warm face
gets cooled by the breeze
of other's breath.
It would love to visit
the place where there isn't else any
no thee, no me
no superiority of 'knowing it all'.
rather a consensual blend of purely
innocent souls.
In his words,
he needs it each and entire,
as it is his utter most desire,
but dwells within him
the only ache
to wait for the wine to age,
for the time to come.
Till he prepares the expanse
of wide peacock wings of his own
alluring to show dominance
for the heart's salient want.
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