The limerent

Here my mind smelled your bare tender skin
nose, in thoughts of your vicious touch got numb
myriad emotions born ‘n’ burn, but none win -
an immutable decision of my heart to succumb
here be you, holding my heart with an amorous hand
driving me into the dark enduring lanes of desire
let my soul grow in virility day ‘n’ night to withstand -
the hot aromatic springs while you lustily respire
here you converge into my soul, not to let love last
in the dried out blood of our convolved life
desires die out, fickle life will get another cast
arm in arm we’ll dissolve into the existential rife
nose of all can only smell ‘n’ the skin gets smelled
while lover of all can only love, ever lover get loved?