A LOVE LESS ORDINARY

A LOVE LESS ORDINARY

Foxes cachinnate

Into the infant day

Her  dreams are circumfused

Into milk way

She  catches  a glimpse of a sunbeam: a tardigrade

He grieves for his youth misspent in a xenodochium

In adulthood, he became a connoisseur in supernaculum

A modern day Rimbaud, for him debauchery has no boundaries

Unbounded his heart to no fair lass or milky maiden.

He is well versed in poetic inferno and immaculate vice

Commits sins of all kinds thrice

Yet she falls for him, the fair maiden pure

For this Coeur de Pirate, there is no cure

She strokes his naked body

He won’t flinch.

The sun is hot now, yet his heart is cool.

This love story is desultory

She must leave her gamin- Rimbaud

But she is afraid, she would fall for a Daud.

Her fingers are moist now.

His flesh inviting and taut.

* a little tonge in cheek and fictional :)