Alone I sleep,
In the dream, I do a lot with you
To begin with,
I have a glance at your wonderful face and then,
A soft and deft touch on your hands
Kiss is inevitable on your eyes,
Eyelashes and cheeks
But how could I lock your lips with mine?
For, I fear their wear and tear
Yet, I do that for purest honey
How much fame can bring such peace
And how much money
Then the bosoms mighty
And shallow navel’s beauty
Should I move down dear?
The words would be filthy
So I'd better stop here
make drms to reality
ReplyDeletehmmm some dreams are beautiful :)
DeleteI like the sexual undertone of this poem. Not too much. just perfect. How you value her physical beauty is divine. Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks Saru for the love you showed to this poem.
DeleteHi Brad,
ReplyDeleteAll I can say is that you've wonderfully expressed in poetic form a guy's dreams for a girl. Loved it. :)
P.S. Do check out & vote for my entry for Get Published.
Regards
Jay
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Thanks Jay for your Love. I already voted on your Om ad Julie story. It was good
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