Till The Coldness Wears Off

Let me taste some paranoia

On the tip of your sunburned tongue,

And revel in parallel worlds

Of hardship and ecstasy.

Let us fall into each other -

I'm the moth and you the flame;

Till the coldness wears off

Like a weary satin night dress.

Let me wake up in heaven,

Tired and teary eyed;

Let this warmth never fade

Into the darkness of the day.

Reviews

[Daffy]

'Into the darkness of the day', wow, Riya....is that different or what? 'Revel in parallel worlds' ? Well that is just so. I know what you mean by this wonderful poem. I often wish the same would happen to me. I can relate to this very well. Thanks for the feeling it gave me.

[Riya Rashmi]

That is very sweet! ^_^ Thank you for such a lovely review

[Nemo Nobody]

Beautiful!! You are indeed talented

[breanna felt]

just wondering, what do you mean by "sunburned tongue"?

[Sami Khalil]

A beautiful dream or a wish that is soooo lovely and romantic. I like the imagery you use to convey...Bravo...:)...........

[Riya Rashmi]

Thank you Sami :) I'm really happy you liked my poem :)

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...Any time...:).....................

[AYVID N]

You transported me to another place, away from a ruthless, cold world, where solace and warmth never wane. Great poetry Riya. Just wonderful to read.

[Riya Rashmi]

Thank you so much for your kind words, Divya :)

[AYVID N]

You are welcome Riya. Keep writing!