‘Avowal’

If there’s a way

To drink the chalice of your gaze, again,

To have the smothering thirst of my eyes satiated, again,

If there’s a way to lose myself

To the entirety of that measured rain of liquid gold

& to relentless provocation

I’ll let the daggers of hope, they hunt,

And the ghost of time, who haunts, 

Tear me apart

Till the blessed intoxication

Claims her besieged lover.



(Dedicating this one to ‘for you, a thousand times over’, sentence taken from, Khaled Hosseini’s, The Kite Runner.)

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