Declaration
Megha Sood
I draw that circle of protection around me
keeping me safe,
breathing in the shadows
of simmering love
and gulping the elixir
the concoction of love;
the reason for my sustenance,
like those mahogany swinging in the wild.
The nape of my neck
feeling the apricity
a warm embrace;
as if the skin speaks of your love
the warm undulation to which
my heaving chest conforms
a feeling so sublime.
The symphony to which my breast syncopates
you are carved inside my soul
deeply seeded,
like those endless moles
which your gelid fingers counted
in the frothy moonlight
on my undulating back.
As it rises and falls back with passion
that smoldering aroma,
of your breath interlaced with mine.
It births a thousand poem
those gyrating hips,
in that naked moment
when your heart
called me, mine.