Someday I'Ll Rise

The bouncing butterfly you are to my unfurled eyes, leave no enticing film of touch on the flower I’ve bloomed. As your motif of intrigue stripped, spontaneous revelation unveils the heart for a few transient alluring moments, generates the current of passion on which the shards of my yearning navigate to the portal beneath your eyelids. You don’t perceive they change colors of desire until you morph the eyes into prism of ardor. I patronize my dormant instinct, enfolding the fixation of longing. In the depth of my soul I make it tangible, albeit an entranced fly I fly blind to your fire, turn to ashes. In the whirlwind of the turning time, sweeping the dust of memory, someday I’ll rise in your sky.
January 29, 2020 Contest : Eight Word Challenge 1, 2020 Sponsor : John Hamilton
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Rodrigues Avatar
February 1, 2020 at 3:43 PM
Congrats, Subimal! Love: You don’t perceive they change colors of desire/ until you morph the eyes into prism of ardor.
Chiri Avatar
January 31, 2020 at 2:45 PM
Congrats my friend on your win!;)
Hamilton Avatar
January 31, 2020 at 12:41 PM
Another excellent poem, congrats Subimal on a fine win!
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