Scatter...2

alekseymalyshev.photosight.ru

I am not
making up my mind
which way to go
- the way of the mind
or the way of the wind.
Mind flutters and stutters
here and there
now and then.
The wind blows
hither and thither.
Both are beyond control
yet very close to the skin
and very open to move.
I don't know
what will happen if
I continue this way.
May be I will float
and flow or
fly and drift.
Why worry?

Scatter

zombie22.photosight.ru

Distraught by
pulls and pressures
turns and twists
swing and sway
my thoughts are a scatter
my feelings
float aimlessly
and my actions listless.
nothing enthuses
beyond a point.
its only
the cold floor
that seems real,
no light
dispels
darkness inside.

On my own...6

moyscha.photosight.ru

Being sensitive
to myself
I began hearing
stirrings of
desire deep
that had been buried
long back.
My senses woke up
- delicate touch
-soft fragrance
- rhythmic breathing
- shapely curves
and lingering tastes.
Just to be
with the sensation
took me to another world
of my own
full of ecstasy
and yet of nothing
by nothing
for just being
sensuous.