Seraphic Love
Seraphic Love
I long to be with you
Till the sun knelt down the horizon
With no God damn voices,
Doing my own thing
Either writing or reading.
The euphonics of your breath
And the beat of my heart guiding me.
Serenity would come rushing,
The best poetries of the hearts
Getting poured in the papercup
While the ashtray would overflow
Perhaps the moment itself would be one.