As I need You

Your collarbone clicks stars

poultice on my lips,

Beneath your tongue, I sit and sing

with wavelengths sticking my iris,

my newly born legs, bosom divine

weeds grow in this prismatic air,

 between my fingers and your coiled words.

Temperatures romance and seductions occur.

In the warmth and futility,

hallucinations weave your face on my pillow

I lick it and suck it. 

Colours vibrant and molten

I lick it and suck it, 

your face is my religion.

©MVS

50 thoughts on “As I need You

  1. Devika you are back with a bang,you are queen of this genre,every line is a bliss,” Beneath your tongue,I sit and sing,” This line is fantabulous..it says how one can be slave to the pleasure of tongue and how one enjoys that..very innovative.. and other lines.”Your hallucination weave the face,I lick it and suck it” ,your face is my religion, ..are very beautiful metaphors,and the one more beautiful line is..TEMPERATUREs ROMANCE,wow …two bodies romancing,you instead compared the romance with temperatures..this is Soo good..

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    1. I simply imagined my love while writing this piece and I am actually missing him so here is this treat for you. Thank you for loving these lines.
      It really feels great to be back and to be loved more and more.

      Your words are extremely serene right now.
      Thank you.

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