Wednesday, 6 February 2019

Conspiring Universe



You are a vision tonight, he said

But I am not wearing anything
So, what's so outstanding, she asked

The drops on your body
Seductively nestled on your curves
Glittering by the moonlight
Are a sight to behold, he replied

I fear my feelings
For you steal my very conscience
What if I write love on you
More than I imagined
More than you can handle

Let us be indulgent, tonight
Forgoing definitions of love and desires
Let us blur these moments of ephemerality
And let the universe conspire.

©LR



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