Friday, 9 January 2015

Strangers In Love

In my unintelligently words, words broken verses of poetry
As I sleep breathe dream in the sanctity of love perfection so pure
As I speak them write them and utter them in the half light of the night
Walking to you in the fog dense so dense
I could see your face not before me
As I tentatively touched you by the fire light
its warmth so true between me and you
Standing there hypnotically rooted to the spot forgotten by you
I know not the hold, you have on me
As I ambiguously love what you do to me  
In my city unknown, knowing you the way I do
In a trance obsessively in my obsession of you
I stand there in silhouette nakedly as you look stare at me
And as you touch me I can bare not the ambiguity in you the uncertainty
I whisper my darling wont you look at me
Standing there in all my glory my poetry
Like the stranger I've become to you,
The strangers in love what's happen to you
I stand there before the rusted old walls yellow
Like the verses written in Urdu by Ghalib the legendary
Verses like strangers in love..or will ever be.

                                     Connie James.

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