Unclaimed

To make love with a stranger is the best.
There is no riddle and there is no test. --

To lie and love, not aching to make sense
Of this night in the mesh of reference.

To touch, unclaimed by fear of imminent day,
And understand, as only strangers may.

To feel the beat of foreign heart to heart
Preferring neither to prolong nor part.

To rest within the unknown arms and know
That this is all there is; that this is so.

by Vikram Seth

Comments (6)

It is a good creation of vikram seth.this is a love poem which touchs heart of the reader
Peacefully delighted the soul. Regards.
Very good poem. It touches me. I invite you to read my poem Oath and other poems please and write something. Yours, Gajanan Mishra
A fantastic poem. A very different subject and amazingly expressed with perfect simplicity. Thank you.
============================================================ Making Love (read having relation) with stranger is certainly different experience. I can visualise the couple being coupled under Indian traditional marriage. This is a time tested riddle free system of establishing relation to run longer. Rest matters a little. ============================================================ beyond marks.
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