Thursday 6 February 2014

If You Aren't Hers



If you aren't hers, why does she breathe you?
Quaffing in drop by drop,
If you aren't hers, why does she hear you?
Stomping in every heartbeat,
If you aren't hers, why does she feel you?
Cloaked in the air all around,
If you aren't hers, why does she trust you?
Reverberating in her soul,
If you aren't hers, why does she want you?
Opium to the hapless nerve, 
If you aren't hers, why does she sing you?
Every lyric in her utopian song,
If you aren't hers, why does she dream of you?
Moon on velvet sky,
If you aren't hers, why does she love you?
Falling leaf from the twig,
If you aren't hers, why does she belong to you?
Flute to her altruistic God…

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