Tuesday 20 October 2009

The Terrace

the mind works
the heart whispers
hands stilled, held by moss-covered bands
soft unyielding
legs clash collide harmonize
find space, find their nook
noses align
mouths tremble and are firm
pressed by loving weights
lips part, voices hush
breathing jerky but synchronised
heart to heart
like the sea on the sand
everything comes together
the wind howls
the stars shine on a black canvas
below- oblivion
The perfect kiss.

2 comments:

Karthick said...

Just flawlessly perfect !! :)

sent_Astarl Notions said...

"heart to heart
like the sea on the sand"
-strong rooted in feel