Into the
complexity of your thoughts,
let me
disappear, inhaling the fragrance
of your
soul.
Inside that
beautiful mind of yours,
let me build
a world, where you and I
herd a flock
of sheep, and
sleep under
the stars.
Show me that
space in your heart where
you’ve kept
alive, the truest of love for me,
untouched by
the perils of time.
Show me that
space in your heart where
only I have
entered, and stayed so long.
Help me
undress your linen of enigma
and fondle
the chest where
ages of
pain, you’ve lovingly hidden.
Help me
undress your linen of enigma
and indulge
with what’s righteously mine.
In your eyes
I see a sense of wonderment,
a childlike
freshness of soul.
How many
years have passed?
How long
have we come together?
And you
remain, you still remain,
the key to my
all dubiety.
My Lobster!
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