Quiver
All
through the day & on to night,
In hordes
lost or when we two were quiet,
My aim –
my quest - my only sweet,
Artfully at
her best- denying she retreat,
From game
to grave, & mind to heart,
Care to crave,
developed thus flirt,
Continued
to hours when all crowd departed,
Approached
the time for us to rest parted,
Executing
ignorance for break she moved,
My eyes
stayed to her perpetually glued,
Fervent
steps and a brisk turn of curl,
A breeze blissful
left ablaze & mind swirl
In
solitude I lay on terrace under moon,
With tranquil
light to torment swoon,
Senses to
dreams she moved along me,
Enthralling
eyes, alluring gait deceit decree.
I lose my
grip, drained heart, my lips pulsating,
I open my
eyes, shiver & quiver longing for breath,
Shielding
shimmer with her dusky hair she overlay,
Honouring my sweet soaked in nectar to my eternal
dismay.
Aditya Sinha
20.04.2016
Note : This is
the second part of poem – O for Only where a lad plays
with a word (SWEET made only for HIM) in some wedding gathering which is a
common situation in Indian wedding functions.
Read it along with ONLY to have a complete feel. I’m sure, you would like it.That’s for today with P. Tomorrow it would be another pour from Soul “Q”
Other posts in the series : A for Adore
B for Beauty Surreal
C for Caress
D for Dedication
E for Euphoria
F for Fire of Love
B for Beauty Surreal
C for Caress
D for Dedication
E for Euphoria
F for Fire of Love
H for Heartfelt
J for Jealous
K of Kiss
L for Love Letter
M for Mother & Mother's Q
M for Mother & Mother's Q
For my parallel second Challenge blog with A pls visit : Festivals of India
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