RAJ VIKRAM - A Preamble To Love.

Trembling fingers felt the urge
To touch the curly locks
that wafted in the wind with fragrance.
To caress those lovely cheeks.

Sprouting emotions in the heart
made the moment pregnant
as pangs of love rushed through
the veins with recalcitrance.

The seed of love that
made its way into the womb
of the heart ages ago
is now full grown and itching to be born.

Birth pangs now made cracks
in the nerves chilled with love
the moment stood still
as the pain of birth arrested the being.

Trembling fingers was the outlet
that the oozing love sought to flow out.
The enigmatic presence made
him tremble again and again.

At long last love flowed out,
in torrents and those lovely cheeks
knew caress of the sort
never known before.

Satiated it became,
but more remains to come
This is just a preamble
to the love that knows no end.

A love that will never be fully told
constrained as it is by
the confines of time.
Now, let this preamble amaze.

If the time allows the love to flower
For now savour this preamble
the first droplets of love
O satiety never rear your head.

RAJ VIKRAM

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