The red rubies that glitter, After breaking the fruit open, they skitter, Each as exquisite as a pashmina shawl, Enjoyed with the lip’s languorous drawl. Each ruby a world of its own, Holding the promise of a tree fully grown, Promise of heavenly bliss, Which can be experienced till the last kiss. Kiss which turns the lips red, But once they are fed, Chains of desire become bold, Just like Persephone in Hades’ hold. Enamor one they will, Attract towards the netherworld till Just seven seeds are consumed, Enough for the dye to be dissolved. Dye of want so deep, Dark and luring one to sleep, Its siren song piercing through the sleepy daze, Blood red juice dripping through the midnight haze.
Limitless. There are no limits, no inhibitions that exist in the minds of those who search for the ultimate facts. No hesitation in picking up facts that may be controversial or uneasy to talk about. No shying away from facing and expressing the original views. Empowering each other to live limitless lives, have limitless experiences and not think twice about expressing emotions and views which are right and true.