05 March 2015

Crimson Heart


Between the wine and my lips
I was yours
Between the wine and your lips
I kneeled, bowed and gave in
Between my lips and yours
I flung my ribs open
And offered my throbbing crimson heart
To your receiving hands
To your thirsty eyes
I gave my all
A thousand promises
A thousand melting kisses
And I loved you
I truly loved you
I foolishly drew flowers around you
The flowers stayed
You soon vanished
Nothing left
But drips of that crimson heart
A trail of traces between us..

Amal
March 2015

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