THE SIXTH SENSE

THE SIXTH SENSE


Promises of binding love
In a golden whisper
Left me spellbound and speechless.
My heart was aflutter.

You touched me, your silken touch
Worked up a fire in me.
I could not control myself
And clung to you deeply.

You took me into your arms;
To take breath I struggled.
Love abounded all around;
All sensation was dulled.

Then it happened, you kissed me.
I looked up in the eye.
Despite whisper, touch, embrace,
In eyes I saw the lie.

There was something in those eyes
That did make me recoil.
Movements of tongue continued;
My heart was in turmoil.

No, the eyes just cannot lie.
Words, yes, they may be fake.
It is the sixth sense that keeps
The women wide awake.


• Written in abcb, 7-6-7-6 format.


M C Gupta
4 July 2010