NECTAR
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The super mother— Infinity
Universe Calls stars
for the leap of all creatures
Within individual Paradise
A long trek of time
WHEREAS, the accenting mist kiss the skies
as the sun warms the snow-capped rise
I love you; and
I’ll always remember the first time you smiled at me.
It wasn’t the soft curve of your mouth,
Ii was the sparkle in your eyes.
It lit you up.
Like nectar for a bee, it drew me to you.
Your lips
– Gateway to your heart –
So thin, so pink, so tender,
Like rose petals;
Wet are they not with dew
But with nectar,
The eternal and the sweetest amrita.
I don't care about
how your lips look like
but for me your pink lips are
unending waterfall of sweet nectar
that I wish to suck to quench thirst
of my distraught mind
I wish to fall asleep
