The world where I stood was a desert
thirsty for a pint of rain;
longing for a kiss that never came.
Not until you did.
Everything started with a droplet of your essence,
Out of nowhere. Unexpected.
YOU... yes you MANIFESTED.
Without notice, you took me by surprise.
A beautiful surprise I say.
For the first time in a while I felt,
my worries washed away by your presence.
Hot sand turned mud where then I lay.
In those moments I lost,
all anxieties brought by drought.
When through the years I thought
I'd never touch the rain I ought
to ardently pray for every night.
Imbued I was with your* "love".
clothes soaked. body wet. soul drunk.
your name the promise I mutter through the drizzle.
This body jived to the beat of a million sizzle.
Moments passed faster than it seemed.
I, taken away by lust of a parched soul.
I slurped. I gulped. I glugged.
as much as I could, never thinking of
what I would drink in the latter.
When the land runs dry;
when then again, I'm deprived of water.
So then, what caught me by surprise,
left without a word... woah, SURPRISE!
everything turned back the way it was;
an arid heart in a blink of an eye.
But what makes me wonder is this delusive sense,
of your cooling touch amidst this false pretense;
I smell–
Your scent stick to my chest like perfume odour.
My nostrils clogged with the aroma of your neck.
A waft that distorts the senses of this consumed man.
Thoughts of you linger long after you are gone...
*Like the fragrance of rain that stays after the downpour.
A poem
for her.
or maybe
for myself.
#MovedOn