She is the eyes of that storm which can be tamed by none, but him
She is wild and crazy with nonrhythmic notes of love
The more he asked her to stop the unmusical wanderings
The louder and louder she sang and that made it more crazy
His warmth continuing to spiral, forming
an insatiable yen of desire within the strings of her heart
Her musings dissolves in his when his fingers slide around
playing the familiar song in her nerves
Tracing his lips she whispered,
“She needs him as much as he craves for her too
You and me are both but different flavors of the same thing,
Strange it may sound, but trust me”
Together they are breathing life into a new soul
Love is blooming with no ‘ifs’; something, that’s never ending
And the vibes sync through timeless moments and selfless love
When the stream of their love is flowing freely into the ocean of their weirdness.
~ Akhila Siva
Trivandrum, India
Makarakulir
Akhila Siva, this is beautiful poetry!
✍️❤️