By Jay M

 

Oft of an exquisite dawn,
Your thoughts come to me;
As memories
of a languorous nights
sibilance of silk,
Embers fanned along an amative lines curve.
Of the wind that awaited instructions,
To carry cries of amatory depths explored;
Whispered bliss
a cadence sheathed by moonlit silver.
Oft of an exquisite dawn,
Your thoughts come to me;
As I lay upon a quilt
birdsong woven,
Reaching out
a hello to heady tango spiced breath…
… a wish for ardent dreams
greets,
A lilting sigh of deception.
A prey of passion…
JayM is a poet and writer from Mumbai, India, who strives to make sense of the increasingly multiple, paradoxical and ambiguous world around him through his verse and prose. He writes poetry – free verse and haiku, apart from satire based on his travels. He takes life with a pinch of salt, and advocates that doing so makes it highly palatable.

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