Feb 27, 2015

I Do Not Love You

I do not love you
Like the way those teenagers do.
I love the fall of your velvet skirt
I love the waves
I love the crests
I love how you look at me
With that new burgundy gloss

I cannot love you
Like teenagers do.

1 comment:

  1. Wow! ...wonderfully adult without implications that being adult means sinking into illicit, pornographic poetic images... There is a place for in-your-face rawness in poetry, and rawness shouldn't be forbidden; but your wonderful string of ordinary words into a beautiful poetic structure is just right. Thanks, Rajesh.


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