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  Aug 2015 Vivek Rao
SE Reimer
~

color...
the changing palette of bluest green and softest brown,
that gaze out the soul panes that adorn your face tween nose and brow.

taste...
that hint of mint on your breath with the slightest note of chardonnay
that dances on my tongue during a long goodnight kiss.

smell...
the smell of fresh linen, soft cotton with hints of floral scent on sea breeze,
that lingers in your hair and in the air after a long, sweet embrace.

sound...
the hushed whispers of your voice as you tell me,
"i'll stay the night tonight... and every one hereafter, 'til i breathe my last!"

place...
the gentle rising, shaded shoulder of bare land where i lay my head
between your slender arm, your silky neck.

memory...
the natural way your head fits perfectly twixt my arm and chest,
like a memory foam all its own made just for you.

person...
you... in all your forms, adorned and unadorned;
in grief, laughter, in hope, ever after!

~

*post script.

happy anniversary, darling!
thirty-six years ago today
you made me the happiest
and most blessed man
on God's green earth!
if i could go back
and change things...
i'd change nothing!
  Aug 2015 Vivek Rao
KarmaPolice
Always fighting,
From the inside,
Breaking the walls,
Of his former pride,

The scattered remains,
Washed by the rain,
Fading all hope,
Of easing his pain,

Searching the puddles,
Through autummal leaves,
Scratching the floor,
For broken beliefs,

Brushing the grain,
From trembling hand,
Mixed with dirt,
And goldless sand,

He crawls away..

Leaving his dignity,
And all that he gained,
In the gutterless hole,
For a moment of fame.
  Aug 2015 Vivek Rao
Storm Raven
In the mirror,
Sadness reflected.
Shattered dreams,
And hopeless smiles.
In the mirror I stare,
seeing thousand of broken pieces.
Empty eyes,
waiting for death to come out of the mirror.
  Aug 2015 Vivek Rao
Lottie
I want to be able to write.
God, give me words.
But they won't come out;
I can't spill my tears,
my emotions onto paper,
Even though my eyes
Are burning
And my thoughts are pushing
And the barriers in my mind.
  Aug 2015 Vivek Rao
Ja
Love,
           does never die
But,
           like the setting sun
It,
           slowly sets and fades
Then,
            it just moves on

WIZDUMBs BY JA 608                 06-08-2015
  Aug 2015 Vivek Rao
Sajid
Crawling through the smoke of darkness demise
She swiftly came in thee
The way me' ran in awefull speed
A mare disguise of a shadow...
.... the shadow of a tree..
She swifts into my soul
Hence ,Possession thee..

Love she called it..
All was ever it was disguised in greed..
As swiftly she came in thee...
She took everything...
Every part of me...
Every penny...
Left a knife..
To fathe'r the soul free..
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