Tuesday, 29 October 2013

Au Contraire.

Our elaborate shadows are but shifting silhouettes,
And you lean forward,uncusping body,mind and soul into mine-
The pace of  air shifts into a timeless trance,
The breathlessness of our violin voices out of tune.
Undiscovered feeling develops into negative film reels,
Flimsy just as our vulnerability-veiled yet,unmasked.

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