I.
The smoke on the chimney reminds me of our past
Traces of what was once
A burning desire

Me, spending holiday evenings
Beneath the sheets of your sanctuary

II.
The sound of the evening rain on my roof
Reminds me of your heartbeat
Which used to lull me to sleep

And the raindrops,
The tears you cried till they melted my heart

III.
Your hair was my utopia

The scent of ambrosia
Filling me up
And leads to a state
Of sentimental euphoria

IV.
Your collarbone was my poetry

And you were living rhyme
The altar
From which I knelt
And set dreams and desire free

V.
As I sat beside the fireplace
I saw your grace
Dancing like the flames

Sensual
Addicting
Scorching

And it burned me deep inside
Knowing that no matter how much
I wanted to touch u
I would end up scarred

VI.
But you didn't know
The more you took restraint
The more you set me ablaze

Sizzling
Trembling
Salivating

For I wanted you to be my wonderland
Your palms would have been best for support
And your tongue,
The gate of strength

VII.
Today, I inhale the smoke
Thinking that it is your lips

Wishing it is your embrace

Imagining that it is your nose
That brushes my skin

VIII.
While I, on the other side of the world
Puts on one of your old biking shirts

That still smells of sweat

Reminiscing the late nights and early mornings
That I had you, panting and asking

For more

IX.

Fire
Burn me with desire

The portrait of your face
The sculpture of your body
The song of your voice

The crack of your lips
The lines on your palms
The narrowness of your pelvis

I am the fireplace
And you are the blaze

I am the soil
You are the downpour

The furnace - my heart
The chimney - my veins

The roof- my soul
The night- my ally



Will you marry me?
yes,please, yes.