twisted in a passion’s night <br />when slowly the lakes quiver <br />we owe each other pains of thoughts <br />that can be needle-pricks of danger <br />I hold on to your unclothed throbs <br />hair bristled on chin <br />dreams wisped through pleochroic darkness <br />and the arms breathed me in <br />like an angel of you <br /> <br />yet whispered mornings never gave <br />poisons of thoughts <br />and the yearning was the silence <br />of love. <br />your secrets filtered into the veins <br />I was deep in you, agonizing and <br />tongue wrapped.<br /><br />Saberi Roy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/silence-of-love-2/
