I
Soul to Body
But death is so dead
An end, my soul despises
So void;
Such a vantage to cherish the 'black'
I want fuchsia and maroon;
I want skies and seas and fires and fleece and you-the mortal body
I've loved you; will love you
Fondle your form , kindle your heat-
I promise
To bear the realisation of bearing myself.
II
Body to soul
I desire-
The form could love you the same;
Could; able; I know I am
My fury will hold on to you, I've known
You be the waters and the waves and the tides and the current
Influence my pulse; walk my beat
I know you've loved maroon and fuchsia
I'll give you sepia too
I'll give you glee and sight and touch
'Touché' ,I say
'Touch', you beg.
I had known I'd complete you,
Make you human
Make me humane
I might edge you out
Lifeless, I'd be:
Numb.
Bliss- give it to me.
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Love and Beauty
PoetryA collection of poems composed by me . Like any other teenager love is something I crave for ,though I have loads and loads, anytime and everytime ..... All these compositions are very close to my heart . I hope you like it. Thanks
