A Round the Clock Romantic.

A Round the Clock Romantic.
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Once I landed on a double moon
Your pair of eyes;
Your lips synchronized with your feelings.
The body language of romance
Breaks the barriers of the body,
In search of something more than the body.
Fondling  may be and is, the front liner,
In leading the journey of making love.
But love is more than making love;
It is more than being together in bed.
Love is the power of vision in the pair of eyes
Reading the closed text of the other,
Without the other's knowledge and approval. 
A feeling of fineness in perfection.
Like the joy of breaking the ice,
Like the thrill of tasting the oil
Through the food, fried in it.
Like  the aroma identifying its source.
Through invisible tracking devices.
Like the known ears navigating
The niceties in the notes of music, .
I can reach my double moon wherever they are,
As pet animals reach their homes unguided
And steal the throbs of the heart in proximity. 
Aren't the fingers God's gift,
To digitally fine tune fantasies with facts.
The fatigue of fingers closes not, the facts and fantasies.
For love is nothing but a round the clock symphony of the soul,
Heard through the vibrations of the senses and thoughts in eternity.                                                                                                                                    P.Chandrasekaran.