melting inside your mouth


i do not hallucinate time
 and your levitating skin
 bluish words, bluish eyes of Meraki,
 i count the scars on the nape of your neck
 infinite scalds of heaven
 pulling life backwards and forwards.
 You have an impatient mouth
 sundial beds of petunia
 faltering sheets of sunbathed sheets,
 you prick my lips
 like a landslide romancing Moon,
 surreal.
 I am awake as i fall
 i fall and i am awake
 swans of a churlish period.
 we took needles in our mouth
 stirring
 and shaking
 producing spring again and again.
 silver hum of nights
 dissolving,
 in the orange casket of my ovary.

© Words MVS

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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.

28 Comments

  1. Aha..you have such a different and unique perception about love and romance and also lovemaking. There is so much vivid imagery. You never fail to combine pain with love when writing about love.
    I have never read anyone writing so beautifully about the kiss as you do.
    “we took needles in our mouth
    stirring
    and shaking
    producing spring again and again.”

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