This is getting ridiculous, my obsession for you
I am beyond any thing else, save you
I know I am being very predictable
Grand passion, heated body, exploded senses are nothing new
In a way, those are most over-rated.
You can see how everyone goes on and on about it.
Still, that is how I feel about it.
As they show in those movies
Write in those soppy novels
Can’t you feel electricity flowing through us?
Each electron going towards its goal with a single mindedness
My fingers slowly touching you, pushing all those buttons
Right touch, exact amount of pressure
Nothing is forced or contrived
Intensity seems to touch a new height each time
Newness never ceases to surprise me
Is it all from my side?
Without me you are reduced to nothing, incomplete, a block of wood
Even after so long an association, you are so detached
Do you realise, when I wish to forget myself, I come to you
How our desires merge, becoming one.
Housing my soul in yours, we together make music
Hi Gautami!!!! (((hugs)))) Just cause. :)
ReplyDeleteGreat poem, too bad a man can't play that way.
Music does truly speak to the very core of our souls.
ReplyDeleteExcellent post Gautami.
I was going to write something like this but I'm glad I didn't...your would definitely overshadow cuz it's really really good!
ReplyDeleteGreat post Gautami! Music - so desirable.
ReplyDelete"Each electron going towards its goal with a single mindedness"
ReplyDeleteI just loved this line, and also the clever insertion of the Writers Island link!
That's lovely, Gautami. You really nailed it perfectly.
ReplyDeletesorry i haven't been around much lately. was having some rather... erm... challemging times...
ReplyDeletebut i sense a certain shift in your poetry... i can't wuite describe it but it feels more... i don't know... mature
anyway, love it!
More a sublime desire here, I think. Perhaps it is how it really is.
ReplyDeletesimply beautiful.
ReplyDeleteYou write with such emotion and such incite.
ReplyDeleteI love it!
Wow, I really liked it. Made me salivate for every next line.
ReplyDeleteI wrote a poem a long time ago like this, but it sounded like it was sexual and it was just me playing guitar. :-P
Hi Gautami! I love the musical yearning and passion in this -- fun and full of connection and relationship. Really well done!! Very enjoyable reading.
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actually Gautami, I think this may be one of the best things I've seen of yours.
ReplyDeleteyeah, I like it a lot!
thanks for visiting my blog, too.
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the last 2 concluding lines are simply magical. what a nice write :-)
ReplyDeleteHi Gautami
ReplyDeleteA beautiful place here!
Excellent post! Good poem. You are Master.
Thank you.
have a good week
wonderfully written
ReplyDeleteI recognise those feelings
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ReplyDeleteDo you realise, when I wish to forget myself, I come to you"
has kept me wondering.. really a profound statement this one
...desire lost in music...nothing is forced or contrived...yes, i believe...
ReplyDeleteOh Gautami this is so moving, and the last line, I think there isn't a woman on earth who wouldn't love to hear that.
ReplyDeleteSuperb
your poems make me spend more time in your page. i liked this one. I wish i can write like you
ReplyDeleteHousing my soul in yours, we together make music. Breathtaking
ReplyDeletewhat a desirable poem
lovely, with a wonderful ending.:)
ReplyDeleteClever lines and great connections... nice read!
ReplyDelete'Each electron going towards its goal with a single mindedness'. I loved this line too. Poetry in motion.
ReplyDeleteCool! I like the way you did this!
ReplyDeleteI know a lot of guys without passion, living like robots. It is just UNBELIEVABLE...
ReplyDeletehttp://grevathi.blogsome.com/2008/01/08/the-man-who-knew-infinity-a-life-of-the-genius-ramanujan/
This is truly beautiful, I love the way your mind works, and how it flows into words...
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Passionate, beautiful yearning for connection in song and souls. Incredible poem.
ReplyDeleteAnother delightful write! I so enjoy your poems!
ReplyDeleteVery nicely done. You are a wonderful writer and so talented.
ReplyDeleteI love how you make your poems so tactile: "My fingers slowly touching you, pushing all those buttons/Right touch, exact amount of pressure".
ReplyDeleteWonderful use of wirds to describe sucha vast concept.
ReplyDeleteHi guatami, very sensual look at desire. So many buttons, so little time ;)
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