dreams.
simple dreams of us, not of riches, gaudy and plush,
dreams of the exquisite tingle of our lips brushing – of being swept away,
imbibing that intoxicating rush –
dreams of soaking up our shared copper sun,
your silky hair bathing my face,
through whispering rivulets of streams, our haven, our secret place –
dreams of souls knit together, of yours, and of mine,
extricated from the numbness of this plastic pantomime –
dreams afloat on streams, on the ripples of our murmuring desire,
alive, inflamed,
forged in our cauldron of love,
sensuous, fiery, never tamed –
simple dreams.
Beautiful…exquisite…and sensuous…vivid portrayal of love in its most raw and unfiltered form❤❤❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
thank you so very much, friend. much appreciated humbly.
Peace and Equality ✌
LikeLiked by 1 person
Dreams are the reality with our closed eyes
LikeLiked by 1 person
beautiful said. wonderful!
LikeLike
thank you very much, friend Swapnil
LikeLike