Thursday, January 19, 2012

What do I do about you boy?

As I relentlessly tread around as to what to do about you boy, you settle yourself into the couch as lackadaisically as an uninterested spectator. As and if I ask you to leave, you shrug and make a move. If only my spirit was as strong, 'cause the sooner I say that, I'm tempted to pull you into a close embrace, and as your lips passionately close on mine, the world seems perfect, and at peace.
But yours, is a sauntering heart.
It scampers, to rest on me,
awhile.
only to cruise away.
What do I do about your vagabond spirit, boy.
Its appeasing,
wishful,
but only in the superficial retreats,
I wish you and I existed.
But then again, we do,
and we manage, pretty well.

8 comments:

Soumi said...

But then,wasn't it this vagabond spirit of yours that made me fall for you in the first place?

Silence Unplugged. said...

U have no idea, how how hooowww badly do i related to this. Like, my feelings , EXACT, so well put.

Koo said...

making me crrrryyy. fuck, dude

kanika said...

:*

Red Handed said...

We sometimes crave for things to be better, but then again we are happy with the way it is!
Crazy no?!
Could relate much!
Great lines!

Blasphemous Aesthete said...

You have your chances when you tell him to leave and then pull him close :)


Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete

Disguise said...

this. is. awesome.

Meghana said...

I can COMPLETELY relate.

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