Saturday, January 14, 2012

Encounter Feminine

To meet a woman
In her charm
One need to be
Cautious and cold
Of her sweet spells
As she calls you
Many names, pretty
You may mirror it
Or break it open wild

Her eyes can measure
Your brilliance
Tearing you open
Remorselessly
Sometimes soothing
You afterwards

Never mind her eyes
As they are hungry deep
And shallow asleep
For all aspiring lovers
But never for games

When you circle her
Remember to forget you
Your past, your edges,
The statues you made elsewhere, else you
May never be you again

Are you feeling
A woman soft or a song like?
You may be melting free
Of many diseases
Beginning with love life

To cure love life
None shall brave you
As it is your self
Walking this road

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