Eiffel Tower

I’m made of iron
but I melt like wax
when you exploit me with your fingers,
All my strength vaporizes
when you start licking them.
You mold me
without saying a word
and I feel the strength of magnetic field
as you get me spinning all night on one leg
I feel like a balloon
whose air has all been sucked up
till the last molecule.
Then at 4 AM
you always throw tantrums
to see the Eiffel Tower
and I beg you to forgive me.

Photo Credit: artclue.net
Photo Credit: artclue.net

11 Comments Add yours

  1. Meka says:

    Enjoyable! I am amused

    1. Neeraj says:

      Amused? Sounds nice! Thank you Meka!

    2. Meka says:

      Very nice 🙂

  2. Chatty Owl says:

    I love those masculine phallic references here… Once again, an outstanding piece. Stop being so brilliant!!!! 🙂

    1. Neeraj says:

      You’re always nice to me. Brilliance is very far though.

    2. Chatty Owl says:

      Shhhhhhh i know better than you 😛

    3. Neeraj says:

      Lol.. okay 🙂

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