I am a shallow bone of desires
burning in my own rivalry among galaxies.
Vinegar-faced my legs drool on my mouth,
Everything is opposite here.
When the earth rains and the sky listens,
the precise water-droplets of mercury,
churns my anxiety.
Where my war is my peace.
the hallucinations are my paradise,
poking my raisin breasts,
Osmosis of mind, osmosis of soul.
For everything is sustenance.
©My Valiant Soul
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.
Pull me closer to your diamond skin
a place that eats all my molested scars,
in the walls of books and poetry
you shall be my muse, the other half.
of my upcoming poetic line, upcoming splinters of ice,
we make love castles,amidst the dirt hanging like spider web,
Precise knots of commitment are the strongest.
Skin:a reverie of splashing memory,
Something that your lips eat daily.
Turn by turn, inch by inch
we mark each other’s soul
creating geometry, defeating geography.
My collarbone is star dust today,
Ebullient scents from your whisky eyes
expand my artless poetry,
like the writings scribbled onto my library walls,
pink, orange, brown.
– my valiant soul
P.s_- To my love, my constant.
In the memory of your conundrum body, I carve my outline
onto your colossal caricature,
The dreamy eyes, my paradise of lust
I see my thighs dipping in your skin,
biting the tiniest part,
tearing the flesh to discover the hidden mirth
Swaying my dark hair on your sturdy wet neck,
I take the holy waters into my parched mouth,
Insatiable breaths, defining my yearnings.
As the galaxy smiles, the stardust tremors.
My skin expands into the colour of our burning flames.
The throbbing of heartbeats,
instils the dandelions with thunder
With the evolution of us, I discover
a shadow of smiling moon in me, for I see her lining
hidden into my belly-button.
And , the spring is born.
©My Valiant Soul