#love-sick
Our frequent encounters
day after day after day
I and you would pretend
happen by mere chance.
But love lives in the sixth sense, we realize
it keeps our antennae up, even when apart
we act as if we are oblivious of that one fact.
it's this guile, that makes our love so special
A mysterious connect with
the movements of each other
like never missing the poetry of
lascivious flourish of your body
intended for me as an aphrodisiac,
yet again letting my tender heart
to get hit by your eager beetle eyes
that'd follow me everywhere I turn
decided not to miss anyone of my desires.
I too am agile, an avid capturer
of motions of your body, mind and
effusive spirit that attach with mine
in every which way it could; I keep it alive.
Dec 17, 2015
Dec 17, 2015 at 9:45 AM UTC
I've been alone, waiting
for you
at home
I got no feel of the air no more
I turn off the radio
My ear sick of hearing love song all over the radio
I cannot find anymore
The zing we shared
Everything I think when wrong
Cause you are faking around me
Don't be afraid
I will superwoman
And
I'm gonna fly, fly, fly
million kilometers away from you
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 9:00 AM UTC
The sunrise surprised me awake again
I haven't slept, I just can't
Not while you're in here
Haunting both memory and imagination
I haven't slept
And I'm not really awake
Ambulant slumber, never-ending malady
Love-sickness is the worst of them all
There's no comfort, nothing soothes, nothing satisfies
I must wake
Even though my heart is broken
And everything has stopped for me
The rest of the world won't wait
It will just go on and run me over
At least the colors of the sky
Reflect those of my heart
Grey and blue,
And that saddens me a little more
It's lonesome looking at the sky,
Because it has your colors too.
Grey and blue
And that depresses me a little more
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 10:54 PM UTC