Visit Me Nightly
Interred Curves
Decided to share this as a post to the poetry thread. The opening line was inspired by my dear friend, The Quantum Quill , while the rest of the poem is entirely my own. I thought I’d share it with you all. Thank you Ryan!!
Some desires don’t knock, they arrive like electricity, this is so about desire, surrender, and the quiet chaos between them.
Visit me nightly.
Kiss me tightly.
It’s a bloody blood night.
Let me drink you slowly.
Fixated fantasy.
Boomerang ideas.
Your eyes spell trouble,
a deceitful beacon.
Shuddering anatomy.
Leashed sighs.
I taste your truth,
every interred curve.
Electric heartbeat,
hacking my internal programs.
My surrender into your arms,
throwing away the keys.
Honeydew gluing together.
~a
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Loved this Ashu! Has a gothic feel and almost a tinge of vampirism too!
perhaps some of the most powerful experiences in life are not the ones we choose...🥹
but the ones that arrive and quietly reveal something about us to ourselves.
Thank you for bringing this to the thread, Ashu🫶