Thursday, August 20, 2015

The Pulse



Tender moist touch of royal purple silk
that vibration till miles in hills
'vibrations till miles away
over and above the hills
hills beyond thrills'

that giggle presses under ivory
upon craving smiles
snakes like root
dangling around
that misty shady moon
so smokey
so blue

'glittery eyes with sparkling glitter'
watery caress of wings on flutter
the shades of night
shadows of mornings
first dawn after rain
first love in morning
each time
new rhyme
each rhyme
'new crime
the bells chime
we don't care
about time
you are mine
I will give you
all of mine'

I am yours
so is my mind
those complexities no more
its just
a beautiful moony ride
the highs and lows
so beautiful 
so divine
the joy of sensations
mysterious crimes
the giggles of situations
undiscovered rhymes

'whether it is nine or ten
we have no odds and even
thats where we find heaven'
from cloud nine
to eleven

I want you to waste me
to have me all
in one go
to kiss every ounce of my skin
to make me all tremble
to rip me apart
the soul from start
to break me to pieces
a clay in your hand
but then 
don't shape me
forget your hand
you clay
me clay
the clayey land
where we are free
of shapes of stand
one rhyme one time
the moment of one scent
where sweats unite
and love reminds
no now 
no then
but that one flowing emotion
from root to stem.

the vibe travels long
from neck till hand
the entire cell universe
gets hanged to bend
to every pulse from that hand
that one touch
with pressure not much
but love immense
'love intense'.



Written by - Mystical Wanderer & Mystical Man

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