A sharp feeling of ache,
Was it the one of cold or that of cognition?
Reminiscing a memory, so utterly confounding,
Was now of paramount to me.
A blow from my nose, a blow to my pith
While lying upside down from my bed ,
The blood rushing to my head
It was the heart that realized the euphoria
Of the innocent eyes that were locked.
Is it ironic that I had to lose all my senses?
To sense the love I felt for you?
Or was it simply so profound and profuse
Like the magic that waltzed around us
Tip toing in the dark, brushing our fingers
Gleaning from our souls.
I confide my affections in a daisy
Sacrificing her dainty petals
To solemnize my undying adoration.
I fight it; a hullaballoo within me.
but the cold is bygone and yet my feelings towards us
Is as spritely as the spring that thus dawn upon.
A conscious care about my hair
Or how I presented myself to you.
Even though you knew me at my worst
I wonder how you could ever love me true.
I take solace in a crystal ball
Await in it’s haze your face
Battling all despondences
From coming in our way and thwarting destiny .
It’s a make believe they say.
What they also say is ,love is blind
The one I had for you , unrequited , unrecited .
even so, it showed me the lucid sight
that torpedoed my pastel psyche.
The shade you gave her from the sun ,burnt the skin on my face
The sweet smile on your lips ,flooded my eyeline.
you prancing with her, and in hand, made me abhor music.
But that is when I savored the taste
of how we were always shackled ,
long before we could breathe.
The electric pulse I felt when your skin touched mine,
The radiance and exuberance of time
Was only in the dances of my dreams.
~SVP
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