As my lips rest on thine,
I forget for a moment
it's your or mine.
When our frames coalesce,
our earthly forms transcend
from matter to spirit in unison-
in a deep eternal passion of love,
a blessed state of pure oblivion.
Words get flawed while I
utter them to love you.
Our rendezvous, after a
long pause--
stirs a warmth of deja vu.
Holding your palm,
as we strolled
the gardens of Eden,
your hypnotic eyes
disseminate somatic essence.
A reflection of self
I find in thine orb,
Oh, my Love!
never abandon me
EVER-
even beyond this
earthly attire.
By Nandini Sengupta
@metaphors_of_life
Such a beautifully written ode to the loved one. The beauty of the words used, the warm gushy feeling. A romantic piece. One you would send your loved one. Mesmerizing!
-abhay