In dreams I see <br />those stars <br />laid bare for me <br />deserts large <br />and ocean drops <br />universes in my eyes <br />even though succinct, <br />when thou playest god to me <br /> <br />Remake me again <br />See thou my puerile heart of gold <br />Sculpt me as thy will <br />With hands <br />like Michaelangelo's <br />Paint me <br />with myriad hues <br />of the rainbow <br /> <br />The ecstasy I want <br />honey or nectar <br />your oblation, <br />like rivulets of Eden <br />flow from thy heart <br />the musky fragrance of love <br />so divine so pure <br />lingers on and on <br />never to evanesce. <br /> <br />Dost thou remember <br />those looks, <br />a longing of a mute child. <br />Those gifts <br />when hastily snatched, <br />as diamonds <br />from the caverns of the mines, <br />so were the tears from my eyes <br />that fell to become the stars <br />in that distant sky, <br />when playing hide ad seek <br />in the game of solitary love <br /> <br />Hush I hear <br />thy many whispers in my ears <br />And blush <br />i feel, the feel of those fingers <br />the silken strands of my hairs. <br />hide my face on thy bust will I <br />That moments desire so seraphic <br />I canst never forget that my love <br /> <br />24-01-2009<br /><br />ANJALI SINHA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whispers-of-solitary-love/
