Sour Fantasy

Sour Fantasy… I saw you there passing by. Walking graceful, kind of shy. Body gorgeous angel face, Hair was so long, dim the sky. Breasts like lemons marble legs, Rosy lips with tender thigh. Looked at me with eyes so blue, Blue like ocean, my my my. Words failed me to make a sound, I called you with yearning sigh. I was silent, you disgust, You ignored me, I asked why. You told me that I am mad, All I have to do is, try. I am old or maybe drunk, I can at least dream to fly. Let my fingers touch your skin, Kiss your valleys mountain high. I am in love with my love, Even though, she thinks is, lie. Love that hurts will never pass, Cross my heart and hope to die. Haloo, go to sleep, is late. She is gone, just say goodbye. 8/12/18 Haloo Note: This poem is a short form in "ghazal" 7 syllables. The rhyming in Ghazal ends with AA bA cA dA eA etc. It comes in two different forms with and without refrain. (Poetrysoup has a great explanation for this form of poetry).