Meteors

 
 
  
 Bones indigo,
 lacking a piece of earth,
 inside your mouth of stars
 a tremor of zodiac signs
 Like a Taurus blooming.
  
 You sprinkle lust
 on my bosom
 bubbles of thin colours,
 a 4 am  moonlight sigh.
 Tender mouths of mud and water,
 unborn fruits of the ultimate kiss.
 This is us.
  
 My hips now like a parched lake.
 I am made up of unpruned divinity,
 an untamed odorless shadow of sky
 between the thick sheets of a dark city.
  
 Beautiful sun, 
how you grow all over  me,
 with a swollen tongue licking my mouth,
 as if collapsing in his arms.
 Inside my mind, there is a temple.
 Rain
 Sun
 Earth
 I will crack my eyelids open, now.
   
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(I wrote this piece a long time ago)
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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.

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