Worlds Apart

Worlds Apart

Like two hungry wanderers
We met.
I, from the direction
You were set.

I was cupping a story
And all you had was beauty.
I poured my powdery story
On your breast
And then on your head.
With my tongue, I drummed
On your tympanum
Till you danced the dance
Which carried to the distance
The thump… thump… thump
Of our leathery hearts.

Briskly, briskly till it split
And we are riven
Forever by too much passion.
The miasma of stillborn feelings
Hangs on within
To garnish our memories.
For it was such luscious bliss
That stripped us
Absolutely of all:
Garment, flesh and spirit.



7 thoughts on “Worlds Apart” by Idiong Divine (@Idiong_Divine)

  1. Jo (@josephoguche)

    The miasma of stillborn feelings
    Hangs on within
    To garnish our memories.

    .. Nice

    1. @josephoguche
      Thanks. Nice compliment.

      1. Jo (@josephoguche)

        Welcome

  2. good job…i like it!@Divine

    1. @simplisilv
      I appreciate your liking it. Thanks.

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