You want my heart?
I desire the strength of your mind.
You want to touch my soul?
I need to embrace your body.
You want me submissive (because you are)?
I want to cut you, slash you apart.
You want me to look beautiful?
I love my morning yawning face.
You want to abduct my wounds?
But do you know they are recurring in nature?
I rather wish only I have the power to hurt you,
Because I won’t ever do that.
You want to catch hold of me?
I instead want to sky-dive with you.
I wish to run miles away with you.
Panting, laughing, sweating, sparkling, and relaxing.
You ask me to be carefree
Yet, you never let me free.
You are all around me,
I am caged without boundaries.
You are all in me,
In my nerves,
In my nightmares,
In the dew on my lips,
In the smoke of my cigarette.
But, I was always Mephistopheles and you the veiled Rebecca.
You were a man and I was a woman,
Hadn’t it been better if our genders were exchanged?
Since transcending the trench of our roles,
Was never acceptable.
We were meant to separate.
I wanted all of you;
And you just desired something in me,
Which was unknown even to me.
Why didn’t you love me the way I did?
Aggressive I was, and you passive.
Our love never bloomed fire,
‘Cause you always prevented the ignition.
Your image was invariably murky,
Foggy, that you dissolved me into it.
Nonetheless, we both loved each other.
We were separated, anyway. But when did true lovers unite?
When did opposites reconcile?
When did earth and sky meet?
They just create an illusory horizon.
But then again doesn’t language has oxymorons?
“You are an epitome of ambiguity”, you smirk.
“Really? As if you aren’t?” I wink, in purgatory.
The image is taken in a J&K hotel. The two birds definitely coincided with my theme. Not to deny the artist has done an amazing work.