Years of Togetherness

He had me for the next few hours like a missing crack from the cloud. A circle of memories sewn in the skin and mouth. We had kissed like cushions melting. Beyond, him my poetry never extended to a third eye. All these years we kept alive each other, lotus defying the existence of swamp. We licked butter from each other’s dripping mouth and lips. Sanguine ways tethered onto our veins and body. We have clicked our arms like a daydream. Fireflies evolving inside our eyes. He counts my finger and mark my tenderness with his territory. It’s luscious. My cadaverous toenails covered in his manliness disappears in a land still oblivion.The river outside flatters and stagnates. He has watched me all naked when I combed my auburn hair, sat and wept. Ataxia does cringe your body and makes it epileptic, mind eating heart. He had seen it all.

His sky blue eyes never lied to mine. Flapping, moist love still rocked the yellows and blues of the sky. I did shatter and chanted obscene thoughts and became a hoop of despair and congruent potent clay. Our walls and ceilings have witnessed our lips sulking and eyes moistening like a sunflower confirming the sunrise. A yellow brawny confirmation. Beliefs do that. They incubate your soul with a tale carved like poetry. Rainwater instilling magic and a clear view. Cobwebs disappearing
And I dedicate my whole galaxy-stellar body, with moisture intact to him.

®MVS-

PS – To my love.


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my valiant soul

A dreamer and a believer for the upliftment of women rights. A published poet, author, writer. Believes in dancing and cooking amazing food for hungry souls at times. Loves to write and write till the moon is satisfied. My writings can be found at Visual Verse, Indian Periodical, Sick Lit mag, Duane's Poetree, Thistle magazine, among various others. Curator of Olive Skins.

46 thoughts on “Years of Togetherness”

  1. “He had me for the next few hours like a missing crack from the cloud. A circle of memories sewn in the skin and mouth”woww..starting itself killed with lines..”We had kissed like cushions melting. Beyond, him my poetry never extended to a third eye”cushions melting…wonderful comparison ,and classic line is telling about third eye and extended poetry. And this particular line I was died 💘💘💘💘”We licked butter from each other’s dripping mouth and lips. Sanguine ways tethered onto our veins and body. ” such an erotic line…and next lime “fingers marking territory with tenderness..perfect..the image is moving infront of me.and I thought I was dead..but I was fucking dead with this.. seriously spellbound with this image of women naked and hair and with your poetic explanation….💗💗💗…and another favourite thibg..MIND EATING HEART…what a poetic way of expressing romance and women..and this line too in second paragraph”I did shatter and chanted obscene thoughts and became a hoop of despair and congruent potent clay” wow. Women’s mind..you showed it now…”. …eyes moistening like a sunflower confirming the sunrise. ” wow. Eyes moistening.. how much pleasure she would have got to moisten the eyes..and you compared with sunflower…mentals….I don’t know but it’s really giving me chills when I am imagining women…and love making..”eliefs do that. They incubate your soul with a tale carved like poetry Rainwater instilling magic and a clear view. ” rainwater poetry instilling magic and clear virw..splendid devika..and last line..offering whole galaxy to him..this is how women feel with his guy….Soo totally devika…I am awed..it may come in dreams tooo..my most favorite romantic one…definitely loved to the core

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    1. Oh my!

      So where do I start from? I am already out of breath to see your beautiful words going all through my heart and floating somewhere in my mind. You must really love my verse to appreciate it so much.

      And yes, writing romantic verses is what I am thinking these days and to imbibe it with my utter faithful emotions is what helps me to write it. I am so glad my words touched you and you could feel the warmth behind it, Kalyan.

      I need some time perhaps to realise that you have just decorated my poetry with such a kind read. You are a marvellous and a genuine reader.

      Many thanks and so much gratitude.
      Peace out!

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      1. Good morning devika..it’s always pleasure to read your romantic and erotic poetry..you take through deepest emotions..and you picture women’s body in most aesthetic way…more tha lust..I feel more of love and soul romance in that

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  2. Such a beautiful exposition of the lovemaking and the beauty imbued in those moments.
    My favorite lines were “Beliefs do that. They incubate your soul with a tale carved like poetry”.
    How much more beautiful it can be.Bravo, Devika.

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  3. Beautifully written, as always. The thankful tone makes one realise more than ever the fact that love is all about losing one’s identity, of giving, of being blissful about being taken..lovely words you have woven here.

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