The First Love-child

The First Love-child

The First Love-child

The First Love-child

Mute buds of

Silent passions

Bloom slowly into

My new-born words

Drunk with the ecstasy

Of their own infant pain!

 
The nascent words

Melt in the entreating arms

Of your sudden smile

Relishing the warm abode

Of its throbbing bosom!

 
You fondle my words

With music of your voice

Weaving their limbs

Into notes of a dream-song

Celebrating the birth

Of our first love-child

Born out of a Virgin Union!

 
….Vishwas
© Copyright 2014, Vishwas Vaidya All rights reserved.

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