Sunday, June 29, 2008

NONAME 01

It come when least expected,
or desired,
a naive eye that dwells upon a curve for a second too many,
or the meandering wind,
that throws strands of hair on a reminiscent cheek,
or an invading scent breeding familiarity,
first they trickle, glimpses, flashing little light bulbs,
playfully instigating the memories,
first comes the heat, the sweat, the entangled limbs,
then,
then a definite breach, a crumbling dam,
gushing through with vengeance,
a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
rapid, but not violent, not oppressive,
the debt of pain,
the insult of gauche,
all victim to pleasure,
surrender to intimacy,
only to find liberation in defeat,
moist palms, beaded temples,
and a smile etched in granite,
then suddenly,
the flood recedes,
the breach goes from saviour to sinner,
the mind wanders, desperatly searching for inspiration,
the eyes dart, all efforts thwarted by the dam,
now tall and strong, cunning and elusive,
the heart broods, begging for a few moments more,
of breathless pleasure, drowning,
no more touch,
or warm breath,
only a shadow on the mist,
of a smile etched on granite.
And as the sun settles,
the shadow will die,
slowly,
unless we peek over the edge,
and realize the sun never goes away.

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7 Comments:

Anonymous blah! said...

:D
you're adorable...

June 29, 2008 at 9:09 PM  
Blogger Ba Stud said...

sexy.. :)

July 1, 2008 at 3:42 AM  
Blogger mAdMan said...

I accept the pun. lol.
thank you!

July 1, 2008 at 10:41 AM  
Blogger Life's a fantasy said...

but why is it noname01????.... pogo

July 1, 2008 at 8:42 PM  
Blogger KC said...

i bestow my title upon thee, thou who deservest it.. :D

July 1, 2008 at 10:54 PM  
Blogger Life's a fantasy said...

write something pogo the clown!!!!!

July 7, 2008 at 9:01 AM  
Blogger mAdMan said...

Because its a follow up to NONAME 00

@kc

the baptised cannot turn baptiser. :P

July 10, 2008 at 2:17 AM  

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