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Nov 2012
I waited while you reached to my aphotic depths,
Felt you caress my heart of hearts with your being,
Even as my breathing came in gasps,
And sweat beads on my collarbone,
My tensed body, quiescent at its core converses of,
My irrevocable, unhinged addiction,
To the way you weave into me,
The fiber of life in intricate patterns,
Beautiful, like you.
It hurts.. ecstatically,
Like my soul in cimmerian delirium,
Trance-like;
When you take my Eldunari,
With you,
When you leave.
Might make more sense if you've read Eragon :)
Ayesha Khan
Written by
Ayesha Khan  Bangalore
(Bangalore)   
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