Indelible Memoirs

No alphabets can conjoin
to form words to express
what lips and fingertips script
stroke after delightful stroke
a poem in invisible ink
of those intimate liquid moments
indelible

They come alive
when I close my eyes
like glow worms and goosebumps
with fingertips and nose tips
gently strumming the heartstrings
and amidst them I hear
in a heightened pitch
your sighs

on the wrinkled sheet I read
those verses
in shades of pink and scarlet
tinted in moonlight

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Somewhere in the world, IND

Comments

Rula

10 years ago

An apt title raj.

An apt title raj.
Wonderful use of analogy.
But not sure about "glow worms" . I never thought that "worms" might be of any beauty. Maybe I am missing something?

raj

10 years ago

Thanks for being the only one

Thanks for being the only one to stop by, your time, read and comment...many find glow worms to be beautiful...

Regards,

Rula

10 years ago

My pleasure Raj

Thanks for teaching me something new. New vocab. and the "worms"? I don't think I can ever like them ;)

raj

10 years ago

Hi Rula

Another name for them is I think Fireflies...may be you will now know why I said glow worms look beautiful at night...

Regards,

Geezer

9 years 12 months ago

I thought...

this one very sensual and that maybe the worms had their own analogy. Yes, fireflies have a rare beauty about them; like earthbound stars floating through the garden. Nice work, ~ Gee