In thoughts of you I spend all my idle moments
Waiting for the ripe chance in which to give myself to you
Lounging half asleep in every reclining moment
I think of the comforts that you to me so briefly offer
Only to, too soon though, them retract
In the warmth of your spaciousness my memory resides
To seek of it ardently, my body in wait complies
There is none in comparison an alternative
Even in times of duress
Until I am back in your splendid folds
Obsess thus I shall of your tempting caress
I promise to wrap myself back in you soon enough
But in the mean while
My angst within these words ill type on in vain
Until eventually sweet slumber takes over
And for a long span there on run its welcomed reign.
4 comments:
How clever.
LOVE IT :D
Saano, if that no be sarcasm, then thankoo thankoo ;)
xxx
Misbah: Awesome to have you drop in and think so! khi khi... Lots of us identify with the sentiment I guess... *sigh*
xxx
no sarcasm at all. I just saw the ode as a metaphor for something else and thought it was clever :D.
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