Overtoning

May be I am a fool

But I guess that I am full

I longed for a soul mate

My portion

Just like the tree;

The branches and the leaves

The trunk too

You reside in me

Yet you are my habitat

I adore posting my sight to your eyes

I cherish you

 

It is love when my stomach brims on seeing you

Not when all brims with feral moves

Hungry fleshes

Over-toned relationships

Erotic as they are

Look at them

They lost human portion

They kiss, hiss and ravish one another;

All in the open like donkeys

 

I tell of what the inner atom feels

You bring me joy

Just your existence

I know babes

I do not have to just search and explore you corner to corner

Velvet strokes on your body

Arousing hidden, asleep coal

What happens to the fridge and its contents?

When your sack stretched out

Do you still need more?

 

I cherish you most

Not your cherubic muscles and lips or hips

I see you veiled

I love you veiled

Just strip your heart

That is what I dote most

Sexual overtones are not what I hunted you for

I cherish you

You only

As veiled as you are