LOVE IN CHORDS

LOVE IN CHORDS

I tie my deep heartstrings on words

drawn on faded walls and sea sands

by the clever stroke of my lover's hand.

The sun was sinking in horizon's boards,

his afterglow spelt magic with his chords.

My walls melted as I twirled in lit darkness.

I cried the loudest my voice could in silence

when you took me on the blissful lovers' ride.

Well, it wasn't really so with me. I guess it was more like a magical déjà vu. I had always dreamed of a petit, beautiful angel whose fleece won't really need to be white as snow to catch my fancy. And there you were, perfectly bedazzling beauty blowing the left pieces of my mind away! Right then, it wasn't the butterflies, but the weakness; strange paralysis that gripped my lower limbs. I doubted I would stand but lo, I stood; the aura from your eyes held me. You are my astonishing elegance, my lair and lee and radiant breeze. You are the reality to my most beautiful of dreams.

If I were to be reborn,

I'd never want our first date 

to be effaced by the new morning sun

but repainted in the book of fate.

I still want that steady flare,

lushes, sunlight and pleasant stares

of the unbridled sky and drowning sun

as we tied our heart strings on red blues,

supple moments and burning kissings.

I still want that perculiar glow on your face

when my fingers ran a deftly trace

on the maps of your brawny skin

like a player on a wild chase for a perfect score!

Just that hour, that moment our hearts were caught in a narrow net, thrown, detained in a blue vase and sealed to rub on ceaselessly. That moment when love got stuck in a wild fire but pleaded not for bail. That enchanting time our minds grew so frantic but was same way insanely sane. I wouldn't want, either, that we get quenched in time but drenched more in all climes. And, I really do wish, lovely heartthrob that we be sealed in this blazing ball to eternity, where we'll live together in eternal amity! Darling!

Is it this Valentine's day

or the words that dance on your lips

that guides my heart to the river where love lays

entwined in red ribbons that speak volumes

about the pure portrait of a promising night?

It isn't heartling,

it is rather truly this:

cascade of feelings springing from within,

calling and culling for curling and cuddling

cunningly cumming till nothing is naughty

nightly to eternity! Dear, for ever is our Val!

VAL DUETTISTS:

Amaji Abigail~Ben James

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