Love they said looks like Gucci <br />Feels like carbon, breathes like a cotton candy <br />Stings like cocaine, breaks like silence <br />Hunts like power, soothes like caffeine, <br />Yet love, he said, love me not <br />At least not now, never, maybe then <br />In decaying time like this <br />With wilting crystals, pneumonic silk, <br />Ambushed night and gangrenous stars, <br />Speak not of love, speak not of fondness <br />Like we did yesterday, when the night was white <br />And love felt like my own, <br />Even the roses were the colours we chose <br />Like a sepia maybe. <br />Hush! Hush! Morbid ruins of my love <br />Sing not your love song for <br />Love in the time of cholera <br />Is destined to die a painful death <br />Laid in coffins like poems, <br />To be buried in books as graves <br />And yet love, just this once <br />Like the putrid remnants <br />Wrap me in your shadows <br />Let me suckle on your breast <br />And <br />Love in your demise <br />Please just let me be you...........<br /><br />Reshma Ramesh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-in-the-time-of-cholera/
