A Collection of Thoughts 3

Small pieces...

A SYMPHONY OF FINE STRINGS
EACH MOVEMENT OF GRACEFUL FINGERTIPS
A EUPHORIC SHIVER DOWN MY SPINE
WITH JUST THE DRAW OF THE BOW
I SWOONED...
I SIGHED...
I STAYED...

(Music To My Ears)

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I WILL TELL YOU WHAT YOU CAN DO
WITH THOSE SUCCULANT LIPSTICK LIPS
YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR MARK HERE
HERE
OH, AND DON'T FORGET THERE

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SHOULD OUR FIRE TURN TO DUST
TAKE
MY HEART
WITH YOU

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I CANNOT WRITE ABOUT LOVE
I CAN WRITE ABOUT LONGING... OH, I CAN WRITE ABOUT PASSION
I CAN WRITE ABOUT MISSING AND HEARTACHE AND TIME
ALL THE TIME THAT HAS PASSED SINCE THAT DAY
BUT IN ORDER TO WRITE ABOUT LOVE, I WOULD HAVE TO WRITE ABOUT YOU
AND TO WRITE ABOUT YOU WORDS REQUIRE WORDS UNTAPPED, UNWRITTEN
WORDS THAT MY VOICE, MY HEART COULD ONLY DREAM TO FORM
FOR HOW CAN WORDS CAPTURE MY EVERY EMOTION IN THIS INSTANT
EVERYTHING THAT I FEEL WHEN I THINK OF YOU
CAN MY THOUGHTS BE AS POWERFUL AS LET'S SAY A SINGLE WARM TOUCH,
TO A KISS, AS HOLDING YOU IN MY ARMS
TO WAKING BESIDE BEAUTIFUL YOU IN THE MORNING
I CANNOT WRITE ABOUT THIS IMPOSSIBLE SENSATION CALLED LOVE
BUT I CAN SHOW YOU

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YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE I WANT
DON'T ASK ME
TO SHARE

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SHE HAD SAID THAT ALL I AM ARE WORDS
BUT ARE WORDS NOT CONCEIVED BY A VOICE
CONNECTED TO HANDS, TO THE HEART WHICH WRITES THEM
SHE HAD SAID SHE CANNOT LOVE A BOOK
YET I WAS NEVER MERELY USELESS, SCRIBBLED PAGES
I AM A STORY OF A LIFETIME
YOU ONLY GET ONE CHANCE TO READ

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IF I HAD KNOWN THAT YOU WOULD FLY AWAY
WOULD I HAVE STILL GIVEN YOU WINGS?

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ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS
IS YOU AND I
BENEATH THE MISTLETOE

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LIE WITH ME BENEATH THE STARS
TELL ME OF YOUR DREAMS
LET WARM LIPS KISS OF YOUR SCARS
US TANGLED IN A MIDNIGHT BREEZE

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SHE CAME FORTH AS THE WIND NOURISHES THE FLAME
DESOLATION WRIT UPON SHARP FAE FEATURES
HYPNOTIC IN HER SUBTLE, HUSHED MELANCHOLY
CAUGHT AMIDST THE CROWD; A TRUE PLEASURE TO THINE EYES
THIS BEAUTIFUL CREATURE SMOKE ESCAPING CARELESS FINGERTIPS
AND I DARE NOT APPROACH; THE THREAT OF FALLING GREAT
MY PURPOSE TO BEAR WITNESS OF SHE WHO CARESSES BARREN SOULS
SO FOOLISHLY HEEDLESS OF HER IMMEDIATE AWARENESS
OF THE PIERCING GAZE FELT GLIDING ALONG HER INKED FLESH
HER EVERY STEP TAKEN WITH CARE OR ELSE LOSE ME TO THE THRONG
TWO BODIES HUMMING SURRENDER WITHIN A PASSING GLANCE
LOST TO THE QUICK INTAKE OF AIR, A SHIMMYING SHUDDER
TO THE INSPIRATION DISCOVERED WITH THE GREET OF WINTERED EYES
ENVELOPING WORDS LEAVING THE SOFTNESS OF HER LIPS
ONLY TO DANCE A SLOW WALTZ UPON MINE

(The Muse)

Reviews

[Inject Positivity]

At first I thought this might be long poem presented in parts, believe me throughout the poem the thoughts felt well connected to each and every other parts... Isn't it beautiful how our heart and mind creates such gorgeous works when it has love inside it? The 4 th and the last part are my favorite, they left a deep mark in my heart... How sweetly and carefully you have written this frnd... Very well done...

Sincerely
Dhiman

[Beautiful Intentions]

Thank you so much, Inject Positivity.:) And yes... Nothing is quite as inspirational as love... The loss of it and the embrace of it. Such beautiful reviews from you. And so appreciated.

[Aatreyee Ghoshal]

This has to be one of the most beautiful things I've read in a long time. I love it. It's just utterly beautiful.

[Beautiful Intentions]

Thank you so much, Aatreyee.:) Your name is just lovely... And your wonderful comment too.

[Aatreyee Ghoshal]

You're welcome.
And thank you. :)

[horizon]

There's no word to describe... actually..there are only feelings which I felt while reading

[Beautiful Intentions]

Thank you, honey!:)