Against All Odds - Aking

curious and cautious

in a stagger on my heart’s track

how vast the world was

by the lights of lime we gather

inflamed like moths to a fire

nautious like lovers

tripping on the heart’s trap

the gullible uncovered

a feint radiance

two dullards finding their colour

against all odds

caught between a curve and a soft spot

against all odds

unraveled in each other’s arms

awkward

in a state of undress

how shy it was to touch

uneven out the evening

discreetly mocking the morning

struck by the moon I threw myself over

the night has a rainbow mutely hovering

weightless under covers

slip into the heart’s lap

zealously juvenile

an old-fashioned raucous promise

nestles beneath the bravado