Turquoise Taming Tornadoes

In a rehabilitation center. Patient(Kiara) : Areyy, do we really need to do this? Faculty(Amay) : Some formality protocols we need to follow hun Kiara: You guys have started to love me so much you don’t want to let me off hah Amay: So how is it with the cuts and other wounds? Kiara: Healed to invisibility, sir (sliding the skirt down to hide her inner thighs Amay: Quite a progress, you’re also glowing now Kiara: Oh that’s just y’alls love reflecting on me, how much will I miss you all bacchas (gestures a flying kiss) Amay: Well most healed patients seem to have gotten habitual to the place and its comfort and don’t wish to leave, this independent spirit of yours is quite refreshing to see Kiara: (caressing hair behind her ear and pressing it hard to stop the blood from dripping) Okay now I’m blushing, you guys are so obliging always! Amay: yes, its a small warm family here Kiara: Hamesha and forever Amay: Now move out and we’ll notify you later about what’s the

I was petrified. As I woke up and tried to find her in my now messy bed, there was not a sign of anything. I checked the time and it was time for practice. I tightened my skirt, packed my racquets and rushed to find my match partner desperately looking out for me as the tournament commenced today. As I fastened my shoe laces her face and bare body couldn’t stop lingering in my head. After the match, I reached out to Nick and asked about the girl in my bed last night. He was startled as we never met any girl last night and took it for humour and had a good laugh. For me, however, it was the start of a great horror.

Blueberries rolling tongues like a snake charmer Oranges and lips and pulp and juice  Lust for life keeps us alive  Beasts magnifying into books with no covers  Magic mushrooms alluring your intellect  Tantalising grips and the roses blossom;  thorns shedding like autumn  Volcanos in icelands erupting to shift cosmos  Snow icy showering nailed to foggy glass walls  Plums are bouncy onto pillows  Silver slivers curled in your sheets  Coffee and whites and beans spilling  Little by little, woman  Call me your muse  While I paint you adorning your skin  Stallin' fallin'  fellin' soarin'  Chemically bond, break em chromes  Proximity shifting feelings  The untameable invincible indomitable tamed vincible domitable Saggitarius. ☂️

9th July 2016 Just see me gulp down a slice with peripheral gaze scanning the environment we sit around. Once we've talked of our fears and vulnerabilities let's just silence further connect our souls. As it is this silence is where I would learn more of who you are and you'll learn more of who I am. Breezes will sway my hair and tee but you can manage yourself and I will take full charge of me. Oh you don't have to call yourself my lover to call me baby. Don't tie me with these ties, knots will merge my identity because. Walk me to the platform and wave me a 'see you' while I'm still concealing the smile some words in my head are bringing. Oh believe in the magic of this moment and the clouds that cover this place right now! Scriptures you'll see floating around you all the time once I narrate these shapes lying next to you on grass. Ice-cream doesn't have to be chocolate all the time, right? Speak of passions and I'll look at you with

And you see it flowing with energy  like it was wind to your windmills?  yes that's my skin If only you saw the soul and its audacity  You tell me at the back it gets red  with a little brush of your hand  wish you saw the chalk  your fingers were slating on with  And well those glitters are just pollen  on a mistakenly fragrant flower The moles you inspect are testimony  to the sentences i complete for you with full stops Don't look at it thumping and pounding  so surprised  just a shore lurking  as the tides touch and go  come and go  If nothing maybe stop taming my hair  like the moon does to the tides  because they bounce in velocities i can't control I can already sense my defenses on high alert  Touch me not!  My walls reproduce bricks you can't wreck  Sit besides and talk me out maybe  even sometimes once in a while  testifying and justifying all those words floating  Give them some gravity some roots to

Dear love, Nobody can love you more than me, get that. Cannot outdo. You'll continue to make me weave the possible outcomes to our story and every next turn is still unpredictable. I'll sketch your face everytime in my mind that song will play when that was happening. And those 'thats' being the various incidents I attached songs to. Running in corridors with craft, was I crafting a hopeless love? Culture exchange programme we lived. Your body pains were never felt by you alone, they struck somewhere harder, somewhere where a red room ardently held on its tenant refusing to let its real corners be confronted by another. They say childhood crushes are meaningless oh, look at you.. You still hold all the meaning I have to love and belongingness. Oh dear you'll travel the world, swim all the oceans, taste all cuisines and wines, read all inspiring lives and texts but my post stamps will be deep imprinted on your body so you'll always be delivered to me, you'