Monday, March 20, 2006

chanting

the lust
in those voices,
as they call out your name,
seeps through
the billion pores
on my skin,
and presses against my spine
to arch it in a jealous moan.
i have closed my eyes,
and allowed the salt
to saturate my cheeks.
hating,
years of etiquette,
that do not allow me
the same abandon.
how i hide the insanity,
of this love,
deep inside,
it has become a habit now.
but the lust
in those voices,
travels down my ears,
to the secret corner
of my heart,
and a wave erupts
inside, disrupting
Brahma mudra.
i raise my hands,
take a deep deep breath,
and allow desire,
to raise my neck
skywards,
to be kissed by you,
my Blue.

3 comments:

Neel Arurkar said...

Nice one!

suniti said...

Very vivid. I can feel the chanting, and the magic it has created.

meenakshii said...

i can almost feel it in my pores too :)