Saturday 21 March 2015

this is love

if this ain't love
      
         what do you call this is
              
               darling! 

when you ain't home
      
       the sun boy wakes up late

the rain girl forgets 
        
         to water the plant

the bird neighbors quarrel all day
           
           munching the seeds 
                 
                 meant for 
         
           the desert relatives


if i ain't sad
         
      what am i
             
             darling!

time witch's wrapped my arm
      
    with a dull ribbon of age
              
             crinkling my skin
        
     brittling my bone
 turning my blood 
                 
                   into phlegm
     
the moist of my silly heart is
                      
                 gone and you
 

if this ain't for you
       
      who this is for
             
              darling!
  the strut of my heart
         
             the rise of my soul
                
                    the bile of my feeling of lone
                       
                            the glee
                 
                      of my orbital home
          
               this is love
              
                  this speck of
       
         you and me

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