A Breakthrough Love

With blood gushing from my torn knees and a heaviness weighing on my weak head I walked, falling and getting up, to nowhere. It was all the same to me, wherever I turned. The loose grains of sand were everywhere; under my feet… on my face… sticking to my wound by the adhesiveness of my thick blood. I walked, leaving a trail of dark patches behind me made brighter by the burning disc above. This was the imagery of my life until you showed yourself as a small oasis with limpid water and lush-green vegetation.

I survived thereon.

Thy Eternal Summer shall not Fade

My resolve to write

dwindles tonight

as I see you bright

lying in the dim light.

 

Alight is a sudden flame

with no definite name,

only your eyes to blame

for lotus petals are same.

 

On you my night is spent

with lips buried in your dent.

Sweat together we vent,

unknown time thus went.

 

Writing is an art

or so I thought.

From you won’t I part

for you are the better art.