Friday 6 February 2015


The Calling
 
 Lying here forlorn and parched
Thirsty of nectar of love
Yearning thy alluring touch
Waiting to inhale thy breath
Oh! My precious beloved
The songbird is calling thee
Come, embrace me in thy currents
Burst through the mountains
Pierce through the rocks
Caressing multifarious pebbles
Wandering through the rainforests
Reach the abode of my longing
Mingle with my barren soul
Douse the flames of yore
Whisper in me thy gushing song
Quench my fervid sensations
Before the ocean of my heart evaporates

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