Whispers Of Intimacies Poem by Mansab Elmago

And I got your words today
Maybe it was in a dream

But I will have them painted tonight,
Coloured with yellow and cherry like,

Glitch on innocence
Some strawberries lips that plead for a kiss
A clear communion

Composed on coffee
Cream blended with bitter chocolate
Much more formented wine
With a solace moment

Ravenous red, fierce tone tamed
Tattooed the animals in us,
By love in dying languages,

Colourless words, invisible but everywhere
Love reserved
For needy nights

Love,
Remember the winds
And our fading words
On lonely dusks
Drenching, submerging
To a steady frequency and a studied chemistry.

Remember the whispers
Of our intimacy
Which still lingers in our lips and thoughts.

Remember that some words made promise
Now hold our bodies captive in a constant motion.