She closed her eyes and elicited a special beam of light
That had her admirers transported…
“We love her relativity”
And she our uncompromising… Passion or promise?
The smile at parties
In waves or particles
Always
Always
Always
Elicited
A special kind of illicit reaction
That I stood there
Transfixed at the sight of her
Always
Always
Always
Embodied a sacred
Scarred Intoxication
Lost or Lust?
So they cried
But there was a divine sense of finding and if we became truly lost
Then end of knowing existence
If we find what is lost
What hope we have for existence?
Become lost and find yourself continuously
“I’ve found ways to smoothen death in its afternoon siestas”
Flowering out of navels
Stagnation is boredom
Stagnation is death
So far all the colors point to this
My ink has run out…
The height of her lime green eyes
Are Insurmountable
I’m not blinded by you
And you see me in contentment
And the waves come crashing
My white caps encompass your body
We foam like rabid animals
Coming for you But Unafraid to deny
That these words haven’t doomed me
….your eyes have
© A.R. Minhas 2017
