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I have hunted for you digging in the sand of the Earth Not knowing where to find you And aching for you in my heart. It was not a sharp pain, but a dull pain, the kind of pain that squeezes with every beat of your heart, when you are paying attention. And As the blood pumped through my veins and my eyes scoured the crowd for signs of intelligence and romance you came behind me and slipped your fingers around my waist digging your claws into me and clutching me to you by my mind. |
Copyright ©2015 Ashi Shadow - 9/23/15 on Anjali.
Considered making the last line "then I was yours" or two lines by simply following the last line by "then I was yours" or "then I found you."
Slipping her fingers around my heart would actually probably have been a better line rather than around my waist, but I suppose I just did not feel that level of romance with her.
Plus, it might not have gone well with the imagery of the beginning part.
The claws are of course not a bad thing in this poem.