Dilantha Gunawardana

Art Of Surrrender - Poem by Dilantha Gunawardana

Drops of nectar
Seeping from your lips
As I gently tread on your world
Holding my ground
For your succulence
To wash away
Every morsel
Of my lingering fear

For fear
Conquers the soul
As a mosaic of thoughts
Flashes in front
For untrained lips
Are bathed in ambivalence
In the absence of experience

As raindrops of
Newton's third law
Moisten the mind
Yearning for perfection
In an idyllic equilibrium

For beneath the smile
Of virgin lips
Is a flickering flame
With crumbling knees
Parting with a silent plea

'Teach me my love........
The art of surrender'

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A poem on a first kiss

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, August 30, 2013

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