Remission*

So,

I missed the full moon...

& the yellow glowing halo..

The glory of a summon..

The beauty of reciprocation.

But I don't ask for much

A bright shiny ring 

Of an eclipse

And that's all...

Battle wounds

vanish with that speckle 

of moon-dust...

Scars become seeds..

The nights become 

Breeding grounds..

One day,

A tiny little leaf surfaces

& breathes...

Relief *

You could only keep distance for so long...
Like a breath that can only be withheld for so long...

Parts of you*

I find my nest
In parts of you...

In your voice that
Reaches out
To envelop me
In an endearing balm...

In your words
Where I rest
Invulnerable...
And bask
At ease...

Don't you worry,
My beautiful Love...
Parts of you
Are enough
To fill me up
To the brim...

Love waits*

Let words remain taciturn...
Tightly held
Behind those red lips...
Where kisses stay in slumber...
And love waits enduringly
For its turn...

Orange dusk

Windows open…

Orange dusk glimmer

Fills up

The grains of my skin

The curls of my hair

Reach out to the wind

Clear gleaming eyes

Reflect the grit within

A tactile moment

Breathes into the horizon

Don't look for my heart inside my chest...
It flies in the open sky....
Not to be reached by hands again...

Abandoned love
Like spring leaves fallen
Won't ask for your wings again...

The softness of my voice deepens...
Big full eyes close
Never to be opened again...  

I wait*

Don't be silent, love...
I stand
sans support
Outside your door...
Knocking against
cold wood...
Bleeding heart...
Open wounds...
And open hands...
I wait
For your voice...
Won't you call me in?

Naked*

I don't want to be naked.
Paint me
The colour of your heart...
And adorn me
With your strength...

Longing*

Longing...
For your hands...
That don't know all of me yet...

Love soaked...
Honey mouth...
Still far away from the depths of my skin...
Infused with ardour...
Waiting to be taken in...

Doors*

My Love,
Why knock
If you would not enter?

Why remain aloof,
If you have found peace?

We,
On the other hand
My dearest love,
Are strong doors...

We won't tire
Of the justice
You pronounce...

We remain
Open
Till you come in...

Fly...

Leaving

With the whiff

Of your closeness...

Feeling your voice

Reach for my lips

And take their last kiss...

The not so home-coming kind...

The wings don't flutter for nothing

They want to fly

And they fly away...

One more

I have brought my heart
to my eyes
for you to see clearly...

what lies inside
is all open now...

every grasp of skin
melts in response
to that mirror...

you draw a heart
anywhere 
your fingers lead...
and i'll grow one more
and one more...

Hands*

I am but all hands...

Forlorn hands
Swift hands
Fragile hands
Calm hands

All come 
to reach 
you...

Doors*

Doors,
Left ajar
In the wake of a solemn visitor…

Many lapses
And they remain untouched,
Still abandoned…

Where would I be
If not by your side?

The sweetness of your mouth
Meddled with…

Your arms,
A cave...
To the wistful song
I wrote…