The Quest

she was like flat white coffee

smooth enough to get my lips 

(i kissed it and was hot)

the taste which i ever wanted.

in a fumbling effort to understand her

she caught my faint beats of heart

there was an ambiance of excitement

when her curly hair was tinted blond.

i mixed the tint of pink that she wanted

a beautiful figure of subtle movements & unparalleled grace

(both willingly embraced)

she got her footprints on my sand.

but she negotiated in love

unable to remove her footprints from heart

the tide, it split my world

though i kill her every night, the truth remains......

i am still love with her.