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Dalliance Dilemma

I give myself
As smoothly as sand
Slips thru my fingers

At eventide
Adds to my vibrancy
Her word in a genial voice

No wisdom
In speech or decision
 I know not judgement

She walks past
Wearing silk garments
Adorned with gold n pearls

Her touch
So cherished once
I’d recognize not anymore

My words
Fashion not her
But the love unrequited

In a trance
Her poet possessed
Aphrodite does notices

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Complexly-Silly, Me

Ask me of my journey divine
And a couple of twos, I’d compose
Would you count only four lines thence?
For between them, I’d have fitted thoughts pristine

Breath then in the dawn of many-a-realizations
As I’d let you enter my world, between lines
And in solace you’d find me adoring,
Silent feelings n far-stretched implications

I’d fit paragraphs, between lines
So neither a glance nor a reading would suffice
But worry not about my grey world
For behold! Every line shrouding it, shines

Try to read me one fine day, at rest
Wouldn’t all pages simply be amiss?
Victims to cruel times and faded
But heartily, I’d let you be my guest

I had left on a quest, surrounded by purple
To search atop a hill for a sign of you
Dear chunk of heaven you indeed fell for me
Together we shall go to Jericho n be transcendental

On an astral night similar to when I found you
Leave me not alone on this very cliff
Or tell me, should I take you not now?
Lest, I fall with you from this cliff n hang askew

Garments of gossamery threads of love
A single paroxysm they bear not
And so did my loverly journey end
Without a wafture of a glove

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The Unspoken Words

Spoken were all feelings
There were joys upon all yearnings
Let out were all secrets
From pristine heart-shaped lockets
But what was purposely left out
Was something to loudly shout
Were the three words of craze
Any mortal they could daze
All was said
All was appraised
Everything was laughed at
Every giggle was about that
But the unspoken was only felt
The hardest rock it could melt
Of all that remains
It gives the deepest of strains
Of all it takes
Is nothing compared to what it makes
To all that it has led
To say what hasn’t been said
In the warmth of a glove
The unspoken words of love
“I LOVE YOU”