Sunday, 1 December 2013

           infatuation OR nascent love
Oh teacher mine,understand  my gentle stare .
feel my beating heart which,
beats faster at your mere gaze .
i dreamt tonight about the angel you taught,
why was she not different than you ,
i don't understand .
           Oh teacher mine why do i find ,
            my angel watching me through yours eyes.
            why your giggling and twinkling teeth,
            induces day dream in stupid of mine .
i want to fly in the shadow of yours.
i want to swim in the ether of yours.
i want to bask in the light of yours .
i want your black gazelle's eye to watch me all along .
            Oh teacher mine, i wish you 
            to embrace me by your bosom.
            i want you to touch my lips by 
            red rosy tender lips of yours. 
            so that i close my eyes and 
            in thee i sense my angle you taught ....

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