My Shangri-La
My hearts longs for you, my princess
As your yesterday thaws with my ingrained desire
As I reminisce my hunt of you in a fog of pheromones
Guided by the aroma of your inflorescence
The lavender of my heart's yearning
With an impeccable skin tone, the heritage of bamboo
With glinting eyes submerged in ivorian desire
A visage transcending the honesty of the full moon
Naive like sugar cane yet refined like maple syrup
Symmetrical as a honey comb, even sweeter than honey
As your imprints of yesteryear left a legacy of yearning
Famished like a lion stranded in the middle of the Sahara
Gasping for your fragrance, quenched of your apical taste
As my senses waltz to the essence of your mortality
Longing for providence to pave footpaths of destiny
To sculpt a crossroad to your oasis
Your exhaling caryatid, my Shangri-la
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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