If you ask me to pen a few words for you, my love,
I'd just say let it be.
I know not any words of gloss
That shine in its gleam of grandiose imagery.
I do not love you as if you were a tropical Orchid
That blooms at night,
Or a rustic earthen priceless antique of the Aztecs.
I do not love you as if you were a dainty Daisy
That adorns the garden of Eden,
Or the crystal clear blue waters of Minnesota.
No, I don't love you for miracles.
I love you as a cherished dream
Dark and hidden,
In the shadow of my own reflection.
So near,
That our eyes search out each other
In candid naivety.
So close,
That you remain juxtaposed
In the hidden folds of my soul.
I love you as if you were a mystic aura
That forever shields me.
I love you, not knowing how,
Or why-
Without any layers of guise, that could one day
Be peeled off from me.
Without any pride or intricacies.
I love you as if you were me.
As though your hands felt like mine,
And your smile lit up, not your face, but mine.
And as you close your eyes,
It's always me, slipping
Into your sleep.
I love you in sheer love,
Nude, with no jewels adorned
And no veils to be unveiled.
I'd just say let it be.
I know not any words of gloss
That shine in its gleam of grandiose imagery.
I do not love you as if you were a tropical Orchid
That blooms at night,
Or a rustic earthen priceless antique of the Aztecs.
I do not love you as if you were a dainty Daisy
That adorns the garden of Eden,
Or the crystal clear blue waters of Minnesota.
No, I don't love you for miracles.
I love you as a cherished dream
Dark and hidden,
In the shadow of my own reflection.
So near,
That our eyes search out each other
In candid naivety.
So close,
That you remain juxtaposed
In the hidden folds of my soul.
I love you as if you were a mystic aura
That forever shields me.
I love you, not knowing how,
Or why-
Without any layers of guise, that could one day
Be peeled off from me.
Without any pride or intricacies.
I love you as if you were me.
As though your hands felt like mine,
And your smile lit up, not your face, but mine.
And as you close your eyes,
It's always me, slipping
Into your sleep.
I love you in sheer love,
Nude, with no jewels adorned
And no veils to be unveiled.
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There would be no other way to be or love so uninhibitedly...!!!
ReplyDeleteI simply love this stanza:
Without any layers of guise, that could one day
Be peeled off from me.
Without any pride or intricacies.
I love you as if you were me.
As though your hands felt like mine,
And your smile lit up, not your face, but mine.
And as you close your eyes,
It's always me, slipping
Into your sleep.
And of course, the close.. the awesome close!
thank youuuuuuuuuu! its something i finally did like, of recent writes!! :)
ReplyDeleteThere are two phases to this poem. The one in which you tell how you don't love some one and the one in which you tell how you love as. I think the first and second stanza set the mood and from the third stanza it is awesome. You could have as well written the poem from the third stanza. This would make it short, condensed, flowing and powerful. From the third stanza it is simply amazing!
ReplyDelete@trinath
ReplyDeletethanks a bunch for ur lovely words! made mah day :)