If I could chose a lover it would be
Poetry; a lonely heart’s companion.
Words would descend upon me like
vultures on a juicy carcass.
Tearing my soul like an old King’s
ravenous concubine.
Who needs the rehearsed symphony of meter?
We would be giddy on music & rhythm,
playing on words.
Flirting, laughing, holding hands
we would share a cab ride back home.
There, one by one, we will play
all the tunes of life.
Glowing in the florescent light of a
cheap white wine, we will strip
down worldly frivolities.
Bare down to our bones, to our souls.
We would dance the night away
Naked, wordless, soulful.
UBeCute 
Too good neha
Awww thanks 🙂
Beautiful.. I never did reply to ‘what would be our conversation while sitting in the coffee shop’.. This would have worked as a starter! Blessings Neha ♥
Haha thank you. Look forward to having coffee 🙂
Awwn.. Beautiful
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having a pic and then write up…draws attention and indeed nice one
last three lines are good.
regards
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