Piscean Madness Poem by Seema Aarella

A night...Lay crammed

Within the royal coffer

Of a princess, its darkness

Laden with secrets so many.



Hidden in a scroll, a private song

Penned in the ink of love.

A whiff of breath frozen in air

And the tunes of melodious moan.



A lover's infinite waiting

For her beloved, and

On the contrary a romantic theatre

Of delicate kisses and caresses.



Darkness stood still by her bed

And daylight never intruded,

It took him a moment to whisper her name

And enter the world she guarded.



A bed no bed now but a sea of passion

And bodies like ships seeking harbours so many

Sinking deeper and deeper and rising again

Within her he lay and in him she.



Lovers seeking peace in each other's eyes

In this night's romantic symphony

Every atom seeking to dissolve

As his fingers inscribed his passion's story.



Defeated he lay by the end of night,

Slain by a blade gorgeous

He dropped to his knees before the goddess

And she ripped his heart with her kiss.