My Inside

I swam across the beach through the lashes
To the ocean of your tears to kiss the sadness
The sands of the dunes in the green of your eyes
Like the dropp of water I rolled down the surface
The dawn like the rise of the supernatural deity
Heaven I wished was on the rock that burned
My inside was like the sole of feet of those
Whose love in the storms for want of requital
Bring reality not unlike my fantasy in my hands
Down your lips my fingers feel the softness
The corner of the heart that has you sitting
Worship is my habit whether empty or naught

Lure me more into living by the magic
Reality distorted or opened like a book
Of wrinkles they say is the fade of beauty
Is a dropp of wine old not equal to the gallon
For dreams I retrench from day's exhaustions
Every one to his world plunges for the morrow
31/7/2009