Colours in motion like thoughts.
Blue bangles break the silence,
Teal taxis shatter silver ice puddles,
The essence of sandalwood wafts through the cruiser.
A Flash of fuchsia,
And there she is.
Blood pumps like racing rubies.
Heart-beat, heart-beat, heart-beat…
Always ascher, never pear cut…
Heart-beat, heart-beat, heart-beat…
Give her rose quartz, red velvet cushions, maybe something blue…
What comes in the horizon?
II
His black eyes pierce the window.
I wonder if his heart is that way too.
This one man may show his love to be,
Hopefully.
It feels as if a kilo of anxiety is upon my shoulders.
Heart-beat, heart-beat, heart-beat…
Colours, colours, colours…
This is the true Romeo and Juliet.
This is blind love.
Blue bangles break the silence,
Teal taxis shatter silver ice puddles,
The essence of sandalwood wafts through the cruiser.
A Flash of fuchsia,
And there she is.
Blood pumps like racing rubies.
Heart-beat, heart-beat, heart-beat…
Always ascher, never pear cut…
Heart-beat, heart-beat, heart-beat…
Give her rose quartz, red velvet cushions, maybe something blue…
What comes in the horizon?
II
His black eyes pierce the window.
I wonder if his heart is that way too.
This one man may show his love to be,
Hopefully.
It feels as if a kilo of anxiety is upon my shoulders.
Heart-beat, heart-beat, heart-beat…
Colours, colours, colours…
This is the true Romeo and Juliet.
This is blind love.
3 comments:
does this have anything to do with an arranged marriage. i think i hear that subtext in the background. not sure though.i love the heart beat lines throughtout the poem. and the use of colored text to define blind love.
Yes it does. I was inspired by the photo.
Beautiful images throughout. You did very well, my dear. Don't stop!
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