Sweet talk

Prashant Shrestha

On a bed of cotton candy, naked, we lay
vibrations in your voice match rhythm of my heart
Oblivious, our bodies sink as soft candy melts away
locked in arms, never to part
As you open treasure trove of secrets
I listen quietly only to admire your ideas futuristic
You are like a calling that never let’s me rest
You blush like cherry blossoms, I find romantic
You are a Roman mosaic of bejeweled stones
each stone is a drop of my blood
and I bear your coat of arms on my bones
bliss awash my shores like flood
Pour your words into my wounds
and make me whole like magic boon.

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