via Daily Prompt: Talisman


Sweat by the brow

Dripping on the soil

An axe in my hand

Day and night I toil


Exasperated at moonrise

I make my way back

Aching body, jaded mind

Longing to be, back on track


As I reach the door

Sans any smile

Wakes up my heart

In it’s own style


Without my knocking

She opens the door

Biting my lips

As I ask for more


A spark is ignited

Burning a fire within

I can feel the energy

Oozing from her skin


Reverberated I stand

No signs of enervation

My Talisman and lover

    Every breath’s motivation.


3 Comments Add yours

  1. saismruthi says:

    Too too good 👌👌👌

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Arka says:

    KVS Wordsworth. You became a romantic poet man!!! 😍😍😍

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Vijay says:

      Thanks Arka 🙂


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