I wanna tickle you, and then
carry the echo of your laughter
to corners of the galaxies that
are oblivious of sound…
I wanna mix them with my heart
beats so they know what it
means by a rhythm when a
life is around.
I wanna wrestle you, and then
carry the fumes in your sweat
to the corners of desserts that
are oblivious of fragrance…
I wanna mix them with my vivid
senses so they know what it
means to be wild when the
spring is around.
I wanna nudge you, and then
carry strawberry feel of your skin
to the corners of mountains
oblivious of avalanche…
I wanna mix it with my posture
melting so they know what it
means to shiver when the
thunder is around.
I wanna cuddle you, and then
carry the fever in your body
to the corners of planets that
are oblivious of warmth…
I wanna mix it with my body
songs so they know what it
means to be in spirit when the
Sun is around.
I wanna tease you, and then
carry the glow of your body
to the depths of oceans that
are oblivious of light…
I wanna mix it with my tears
happy so they know what it
means to lose a salt when
smile is around.
I wanna kiss you, and then
carry the moist on your lips
to the corners of barrens that
are oblivious of downpour…
I wanna mix it with my poems
in night so they know what it
means to fall in love when
passionate cloud is around.
–
I will
travel to faraway galaxies,
and surf the driest of desserts.
I will
climb the stiffest mountains,
and visit the forlorn planets.
I will
dive into bottomless oceans,
and wander the abandoned barrens…
To put them
in wonder for what they not know,
As long as
I have your essence with me.
– Dedicated to a beloved in whose essence the lover wants to bathe in.
Art Reference/ Image Credits:
1. Israhel van Meckenem – Garden of Love – Google Art Project
2. P. John Burden – Lovers as Garden
I wonder why aren’t you a professional writer, yet. Or you’re?
Question is, can anyone take me that seriously? 🙂
Cross question, does that really matter?
I guess, matters to those who make the professionals…
But of course not to those who are not into the labels… 🙂
Nothing should matter but your own satisfaction. Anyway, I meant it as a complement, though. =)
You’re the only writer whose write ups leave me in awe. Keep going!
Mam, I assure you I took it as a compliment… And I am very grateful for it. More so, when it came from you, a writer who I admire for both the write-ups and inspiring twitter personality. 🙂
All I meant was, I never tried approaching the “professional circles” and no one ever approached me, yet. Let me know if you come across a venue that would like to have a wanderer like me befitted. 🙂
P.S. I always look forward for your writing…!
Haha, I surely would. Thank you for always being so considerate towards me. Means a lot. God bless you, always.