Apr 2015
She responds to everything that touches her,
and touches her not.
With an inviting liveliness and a scary vulnerability
Like a newly ripen fruit, like a silent lake
She waits to be devoured,
she waits to be dived into.
and touches her not.
With an inviting liveliness and a scary vulnerability
Like a newly ripen fruit, like a silent lake
She waits to be devoured,
she waits to be dived into.
(25/M/Hyderabad)
Please log in to view and add comments on poems
