Wednesday, December 18, 2013

The Question

How can you love me
When you know me just for a month,
She asked.

He stammered.
How could he tell
When he first saw her, he was filled with lust.
Her reddish brown hair
Covering her bare shoulders
Stopped just above the swell of her breasts.

Her milky white skin
Promised to fulfill all his fantasies.
And her delicate lips
Seemed like salvation.

Her scent drove him mad
Making him want to possess her.
Her shapely body
Awakening desire,
Setting fire to his loins.

But he didn't know
When suddenly he stopped noticing her lips
And started loving her smile.
When he stopped noticing her bosom
And started seeing her heart.

He didn't know
When he stopped seeing her with his hands.
He forgot when he started averting his eyes
When in the middle of a conversation,
She adjusted her stole
Or tied her hair again.

He forgot when he stopped imagining her in bed
And instead, started dreaming of growing old together.

He couldn't find any words
And she left in a huff.
You guys are all same
She said.
You think love happens just like that?
You are just interested in my body!