Chaise of dreams to Queen your Nights– a poem
Retake of few moments....
Wish to live them again
When night was iluminati stardust
A Night Queen to bloom in your dream,
Do not have me
Because then you worry to lose me
An emerald aura in the chaise of wishes
After rising tapestry of passion squirm.
Star dusting my foray
Walkway into a closed night
Skies are an expression of want
So many clatters to bleed through a canvas,
Dancing brush to fashion
A canvas of mounting sky affianced
Scarlet to paint over the cerulean of a desire
Again in queue to bloom for my Night’s truss.
Trussed to the passion triumph
Falling into a dream unrestrained
Inching to the core and claiming till the end
Splattered with you all over my being to flower,
Claim me and own me
Neither you wish nor do you desire me
Thus is the yearning to be yours again
Starlit dreams of a wanderlust lover of yours, my end....!
Search thus end in your eyes
A sky to reflect bright when you look at me
Let me dive deep for the dancing brushes
Of an yarning eternal to queen in your night,
Retake of a take on passion...
Evermore ..... you are a deeper stroke in me
Let me be infused in your colour of love
Sky is a canvas to bloom in my night....!!!!
Breathing through an illumination
Living again when you see me after glow!!!!!!
Eyes locked when we die together....
Again a Night Queen lights up
As chaise of a dream follows stardust...
And you colour me when I rise in love...!!!!!