It starts with a jest
a teasing smile
of times spent together when
just a moment, becomes a while....
It starts with unspoken words,
assumptions made by foolish hearts
with friendship amidst stunted calls
budding, flowering.. when dreams fall
Dreams that desire what mind forbids
a chaos of color amongst bleached acropolises
till the time the subconscious takes over
a mind pregnant with forbidden promises.
the desire builds up, waves upon waves
persistently pushing against the wall
till they tip, splashing at the rims
of my sanity, my rationale...
this cosmic dance of pheromones
working its magic against my will
conspiring with fellow felon desire
robbing me of my sanity still
hard to see, hidden amongst hesitant hugs
oh, so painfully easy to miss,
if not for the eyes that belie
the unspoken promise of a kiss...
No comments:
Post a Comment