depth of heart, that lethal gazing
touches the persona as a
glassy edge goes
silently, very
near to
the consciousness, life chases the
runaway shadow, on the waves
of quiet ocean , the unseen
brainstorm plays with
tidal dreams, here
jaded body
desires
to sleep on the moist sand bed !
the inventory of needs was
prolonged, the breath
had the limited
length,
though my thirsty lips reached up
to the filled glass, before
touching the window
panes the vapors
melted down,
remained
few finger prints on the wet glass,
meanwhile the fresh tuberoses
kept on the delicate vase,
the twilight stupefied
the emotion as
darkness
swallowed the charm of waiting,
the depth of night becomes
lunatic, gradually your
promise goes
toward the
seductive trail, slowly the purity
of love gave over the aroma
to the blooms, in the
atmosphere now
emerging the
humidity
of sweating sensation, meanwhile
darkness sustained its
concentrations of
inner beauty in
natural way,
sky looks more beautiful sometimes
in moonless night - - -
