A Garden Of Servile Vines Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul
A Garden Of Servile Vines
Rating: ★5.0
All day long I question
unanswered fate and inevitable truths.
their teasing haunts me.
where was I
when you happened?
didn't you realize
I wish to remove all between us,
to be clothed only in your whispered name...
acting a garden of servile vines
(inclined to wrap around you)
I will find a way back
Friday, January 13, 2006
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9/20/2024 10:24:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
'to be clothed only in your whispered name...' a beautiful line! a beautiful poem. u.