I’ve been on my knees
Several times since birth
Whispering to an unknown deity
In hopes of answered prayers.
I’ve seen the goodness in ocean
In its ripples and waves
The smoothness of its sand
And the darkness of its depth.
I’ve learnt about the moon
Its exploration by men
Its unique phases
And its powerful light charge.
Seeing you levitating in my bed
In trickles of sweat and desirous inferno
I want to whisper on my knees
So badly that I tremble with passion.
O goddess, raise your arms above your head
Bless this worshipper of yours
Lest we burn together
And commit a blasphemous tryst.
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Pore Camara
I’m known as Cammy. One thing I have not been able to outgrow is my inquisitive nature. This has made me restless, overthink and even passionate about everything. The good thing is that it got me reading and writing most of the time.
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The energy of this write up is lovely and unique
This was extremely beautiful! Loved your poem!