She And He Poem by Dr Ronnie Bai

She And He



She and He

Once they strolled abreast in th' garden,
Explored all its soft flowery beds,
And savoured all its fruits from heaven.

Now it's street's common snack bar foods
They gob down under th' gaze of crowds.

On his touches she started dripping
Like quivering morning dewy beads
On petals of a rose blooming.

Now amidst the winter's dry reeds
She appears a nymph free from needs.

On his voice her blood torrid went
Like a turbo blast aflame furnace
Not caring if they were hellbent.

Now Virgin Queen with a masked face
Aloof and cold against fall from grace.

In the conference room they sit
Across the table of Bering Straight,
Both eyeing for th' emergency exit.

He falters with any fiery prate
To set ablaze her statuesque state.

Sunday, December 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love hurts
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