Piscean Madness
A night...Lay crammed
Within the royal coffer
Of a princess, its darkness
Laden with secrets so many.
Hidden in a scroll, a private song
Penned in the ink of love.
A whiff of breath frozen in air
And the tunes of melodious moan.
A lover's infinite waiting
For her beloved, and
On the contrary a romantic theatre
Of delicate kisses and caresses.
Darkness stood still by her bed
And daylight never intruded,
It took him a moment to whisper her name
And enter the world she guarded.
A bed no bed now but a sea of passion
And bodies like ships seeking harbours so many
Sinking deeper and deeper and rising again
Within her he lay and in him she.
Lovers seeking peace in each other's eyes
In this night's romantic symphony
Every atom seeking to dissolve
As his fingers inscribed his passion's story.
Defeated he lay by the end of night,
Slain by a blade gorgeous
He dropped to his knees before the goddess
And she ripped his heart with her kiss.
poem by Seema Aarella
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