II Senses XI: Effection


It isn’t about who you are

that makes my knees tremble

and my heart flutter

like a little butterfly

that has finally learnt to soar

and vanish into the sky.

It is about the way you stare

into my eyes

as I leave you a scar

with the scratches I make

while your hips create waves

against mine

that cause disruption

with the way I see things

and provoke systolic changes

with the way I feel and think.

It is about what you do to me

and how they affect

my entire being —

like when you plant a kiss

on my forehead

without you realizing

that I have fallen deeper

into the curse of endless slumber

and I never



to wake up again.


*Effection — creation, production.


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