Mannequin

Truly unfair,

Calling her a mannequin

Eyes are useless

When mind is blind

Absolutely no desire to fit in

Marionette, better than animate

Tangible her zest was in a daze

 

Caged in the display,

Where she was in a cloister

Clothed her a stola with Limbus

Cloaked her cosmos with clobber

Closeted motion still an attraction

 

Fuelled by drama led to

Attend the performance

Can’t stop watching since

Enraptured me her charms

Evoked memories in

 

 

She my Aphrodite

Deity of  beauty,

Goddess of  love,

Cult of pleasure,

Nubile of procreation,

Love is composed of a single soul

Inhabiting in both of us

 

My life a ceaseless search of love

Marvelled at her, saw luscious

Manifested myth, towards lust

My emotion on the crest

My most beloved in trust

Mainspring of my psyche

She a best, no expiry date

 

©-Vijay P Nair-2017