The Perfect Lover

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Waking up to the magic
tormented with the need
eyes still dreamy , in each fibre
of my being, I feel
Your smell, ever so divine,
kisses me softly
makes me go weak in my knees,
makes me smile

Desperate for your warmth
touching my lips so tender,
soothing my nerves
my heart beats, just a bit faster
You make me alive
melting the pain
the sun shines brighter
when you burn through my veins

My reflection told me,
it was meant to be
The color of my eyes,
always belonged to thee.
Ripped from the life
Burnt for pleasure
Crushed by the world
the pain sets us free

You give me shelter
through the days so cruel
and keep me alive
in the nights insane
I am holding you close,
as the moon washes over me
Is there a lover like you
my dear cup of caffeine?

© 2008 by Chhaya. All rights reserved
PS: the image is googled


Outsider September 21, 2008 at 5:37 AM  

haha very good :)

I thought you would not write nothing at all but, surprise, and a nice one...

Hmm I'm wondering something...maybe I have a possible hard challenge for you, i don't know.

For that you must see if you like my music at , then we can talk ;)

Outsider September 21, 2008 at 5:58 AM  

ahaha in your friends list you have my blog as "Francisco". Its not wrong, but actually my name is João :P

Chico is my friend, the blog is mine and his too. hehe


Rachana September 21, 2008 at 8:55 AM  

Luckily for me my dirty mind did not come to play because I read this poem first on Joao and Chico's blog so I knew what's it all about :D

Good one ya.

A1 September 21, 2008 at 12:20 PM  

lol>> my comment is here somewhere

Whats In A Name September 21, 2008 at 3:35 PM  

AH ..
I thought it to be a lucky guy....
Alas, its just a coffee... grrr...
Good poem I must say..

Rachana September 21, 2008 at 4:54 PM  

Thanks, I appreciate your feedback.

Unknown September 22, 2008 at 12:32 AM  

Another stroke of beauty from ur Keyboard .... mean to say ur pen.... but it was lovely .. n something like this in three hours ...... really admirable

Gopinath Mavinkurve September 22, 2008 at 12:11 PM  

Nice one. Many young ones may want to be your cofee...

Anonymous,  September 22, 2008 at 2:00 PM  

interesting take on coffee... haha
nice... very descriptive & passionate - could definitely fool anyone =p

Wondering Wanderer September 23, 2008 at 12:29 PM  

Hi Chhaya, I like to dabble a little bit with Poetry too.. Let me know how u like my stuff..

Whats In A Name September 23, 2008 at 1:11 PM  

Hi Chhaya..
I have been trying to add your blog on the bloglist at our page..But new blogger automatically searches for RSS feeds from other blogs. Seems there is some error with your rss feeds.
Can you check it please and then ping me?

Unknown September 23, 2008 at 7:42 PM  

I confess, my mind is dirty and still thinking about the face behind coffee mug. But good to see my blue sis in red…..ooops pink. I always liked your poems and this is so cool and romantic, loved it. I’ll read other poems at later time, bye for now. Take Care & Cheers.

Salil September 24, 2008 at 10:22 PM  

I thought the poem was about your mobile.
But tell me, what did your dirty overactive mind think we would have thought :-)

Whats In A Name September 29, 2008 at 1:10 PM  

Hey Longtime.
We are waiting for a new post...

Rachana October 4, 2008 at 9:49 PM  

Yeah, I second that. We want more!

ankit bhatia December 13, 2008 at 1:22 PM  

Too sexy poem, last lines gave a turn down though :P

My filthy mind is a lot more creative then the conscience............ahh, usually :)

Anonymous,  June 23, 2009 at 4:22 PM  

You make me alive
melting the pain....

(can not say anything more)

Opaque July 8, 2009 at 4:54 AM  

Hmm, haha! -> that was my reaction as I read this one. You are a magician, you know that, right?

You see, you drive us into this spell with your smooth-talking words and then, tada!!!, the rabbit comes out!

Well done! I like the lightness in this one, all delivered by just one line. Keep writing!!!

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