Endless Wait of Hope…

spilled cappuccino stains, blotched on sensibilities on table-cloth naivete, sneer at chiseled flower-vase vanity with a crimson rose-bud held within porcelain embrace. sublime candle weeps wax tears, trickling down melting contours, with incandescent wick of eternal optimism aglow in hope of lost love~ trying to imitate serenity of moonlight. dust filmed frames hanging morose with …

A Fragrant Memory of Love

she lingers in my mind as a nascent memory, a gossamer dream spun of redolent sighs, a faint reminiscence which lurks in memory's catacombs, draped in opaque mist of confounding amnesia. I remember not her features, her face, nor her silken mane or her alabaster contours, but just some scents which whisper in surreal syllables …

Forget Me Not

You are No Longer Here…

vines of roses and wisteria, citrus blossoms and sweet-sighed frangipani, boughs laden in bouganvillia, bottle brushes and hibiscuses in red, variegated dahlias and conventional sunflowers with many an anonymous flower~ bloom today in April on this fragrant spring morning-- each with an echoing sussurus of your inherent beauty. they bloom as lovely as ever the …

Remembering You Over Cappuccinos…

on moonlit winter nights when absurdities of chilled raindrops tapper on corrugated rooftops, as insistent knuckles fraying the linen of flimsy silence, on bittersweet demitasse nights. cold shivers tapestry my trembling solitudes in goosebumps, snuggled within fleece quilts of piquant cappuccino aromas peppered in sugar granule memories, I indulge in your reminiscences. cocoa giggles salted …

Foreplay…

Playing criss-cross on my flat belly,With fingertips that oft escaped to circleWithin lips of a softly voweled navel,You’d let your fingers linger on my skinWhich you said reminded you Of kitten’s underbellies and petals of palash,Your knuckles brushed over my armsIn the whispered intimacy of a caress,As we ate, barely tasting our sustenance.You would carry me …