Saturday, May 11, 2013

Distant desires...


My inner depths seek your eyes, 
those limpid pools of molten amber
In delightful octaves of comfort, 
your voice that sets my heart-a-quiver
Wading through the mahoganies, 
like a cascade of whistling breeze
Bidding adieu to this mundane world, 
falling prey to vivid fantasies
Far from the real, let's kiss the sea, 
on the softest shores our feet could find
With a passion burning in hypnotic flames, 
never to let go, in arms entwined



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