Love or Art?!

 

Dear Cupid, you have shot me with the arrow of love, but, I want to remind you that, 

I love love but I don't love,

I DON'T DO LOVE, I DO ART! 

I don't love but I emerge, 

I don't immerse, I rise, 

I don't submerge, I align, 

I don't break, I choose peace, 

I don't make a move, I am grounded,

Grounded like the tree giving shelter, 

If you wanna come to me you are gonna come, 

If you wanna have me you are gonna form a soft soil under the shadow, 

I promise to have you inside me, 

Once you take me out of the shell, 

Pretty intense!

Love me, hold me, fold me, 

I am all yours in that epic moment, 

But, what comes next depends on you,

Don't be a moon absorbing my light, 

Be the venus conjuncting the sun squaring the mercury and let jupiter decide abundance, 

Assurance of our moving together,

Let the breeze decide.

Make me feel safe, 

Safe in your web of intentions, 

Promise I'll show a art weaving from those webs!

Lead me, 

Show me a path I have never seen earlier,

Get into my head before getting into body,

Get into my soul, ride in my wildest imaginations before touching my lips,

But, kiss me deep before my soul gets choked under your wreck,

So that after we are finished I can taint my lips in your color- that is white!

A white lily, perhaps, an orchid, 

You are that to me!

A beautiful decor, 

A charmer.

I want to plant you inside me, 

Grow in me, 

Build, 

Rebuild,

After the deconstruction comes the phase of reconstruction, 

Construct me in your ways- I am ready to be your clay and pottery, whichever way you portray,

Just let not this love die or decay, 

I am on the super moon, stopping the mayhem-

In the pit you might fall! 

Fall under my spirits, 

A high vibrational energy, 

Own that, 

Own my energy and claim my body- every spots with your tender lips,

Undress me with your wanderer eyes,

But before that hook me up with your words, 

Words can give orgasm if spoken too right,

Spots can be on spot- if only touched right!

Dynamics can work if aligned,

Relationships can work if treated well.

Cause, I am both the poet and the poem,

The hum and the glance,

The hermeneutic and the arctic,

Waiting for you to conquer.

Waiting for you to own every corners of me 

And, label- you are mine- fine wine, wind and win on the whimsicals. 

Infect me with your affection, 

Ready to take the poison-

LOVE POTION.

Hold my hands and make me yours-

Hold my breath and choke me with your love-

I wanna be lovestruck!

And, if you say I am beautiful, 

I wanna become more beautiful for you, 

And,, if you say me graceful,

I wanna be better even more. 

And, if you can love me with all the flaws, 

I wanna love you more and more, 

Ride or die- be your confidante forever! 

And, lip locked by a kiss can destroy an entire philosophy- nihilistic ventures and misanthropic ideals.

Destroy me with a deadly kiss-

Then bury my face in your chest,

Helen is waiting for her Paris in 'Toy-Troy'!

Be her 'Trophy'!


©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy 

Time Frame: 2.04 am, Mirpur Cantonment. 

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