A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)

If I Were


Leaning into you,
Tucked under your arm
Your eyes distant
As you watch the news…

Twisting slightly, thisaway
So that my left ear
(that favourite ear)
Presses over your heart…

I’m turned into you
Tuned in quite completely
Feet tucked in
My arm curled around your ribs

Poking, prodding, spinewards
To listen for a rumble
That adds to the rhythm
Of your heart beat 🙂

I ask your heart:
If I were, where
This were, in the pages
Of a sweet, mushy story…

But then, your rumble answers:

Duh. 😛

17 July, 2015
(Blame this on the music and the endless rain 🙂 )

Author: Usha Pisharody

A rambler, pretends to be a teacher, loves to dream, and go on Quixotic Quests in the Realm of Romance With Life...

12 thoughts on “If I Were

  1. The cockles of one’s heart that it warms,
    the blissful mental image that it forms,
    Of being tucked in safely in an evening of an thunderstorm
    will be and always be most difficult to outperform.


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  2. You anti-climaxer, you
    With snuggles you imbue
    A cuddly scenario
    Then, geronimo!
    Just one word you gazumply spue!

    Liked by 3 people

  3. Quite romantic. 😀 Yes, rains can do that too. 😛

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Beautiful. Quite the wordsmith you are. Glad the stumbling was mutual 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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