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

9 years 2 months 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

9 years 2 months 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

9 years 2 months 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

9 years 2 months 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 2 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