This poem is presented in its rough draft form for the PAD 2022 challenge and will be revised.
PAD Prompt: Mad
Poetic Form: Dizain
“Lost in a Mad Love”
All colors fade as I get lost in your
eyes. My fingers quake when I trace your hips.
I don’t remember their lies anymore.
The truth finds a way to color your lips.
Fire burns deep inside my chest, eclipsing
any moment we ever fell apart.
Now bodies move like the beat of a heart
I need to feel the way your words, like doves
soaring across the blue of the past, start
the moment we get lost in a mad love.
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