April

~p.r

Flying forth the confines of a cloud-
Freedom, Freefall.
Rushing against the whistling breeze
And into your arms
For a patch of wet earth. 

You know?

~p.r

You know when you look at him
And your smile bursts wide
And your eyes crinkle?

You know when you feel his presence
And you feel a blush creep up your cheeks
Like someone turned on the 'coy' switch?

You know when he holds you
And you swing one leg over him
And you snuggle like time has stopped?

You know when his lips linger over yours
And he kisses with aching tenderness
But your insides are devoured by passion?

I know. 

My Purple-clad Teacher Speaks

When I bow
At the feet of your wisdom,
I imagine green leaves
Bursting from my head,
Wild hibiscus blossoms
Kissed by yellow butterflies;
My mother's lips murmur blessings
When your breath rustles the branches.
Pour all your light
Onto this sprout of knowledge
Pollinating itself.


You are its creator,
You give it life. 

A Summer Lover

~p.r

I love you
In silence.
I whisper
When you're not looking,
When you're standing
Collecting leaves in your hair,
Beaming like the light
Shafting through the branches.
I love you
When you're running through the wind,
Raising foot falls of gold in the dusk.

I will love you
When the summer showers,
On the day you become
My patch of wet earth.

Pillow Poetry

Let me lay with Sleep-
He is the last man who shall claim me tonight.
I have grown weary of
Twirling around
The heart that is clung to the hem of my skirt,
The other that is snagged in the train of a stocking,
And another unhung from the strap of my bra
Black with the secrets of a million humiliations.
Only Sleep can quieten this whore of words
And bleed the tongue of all language but Truth.

To an Ancient Love

I have taken a step ahead
With your heart still freshly shattered
Beneath the other foot.
Mercy begs my many graces
To cite to our verses
In the bibliography of
My well drawn out second Act.
Your Gospel by which
My eyes were raised in Womanhood
To meet a life that was once meant for us-
A life I now spend in another man's arms
And call it home.
I have taken a step ahead
With your heart still freshly shattered
Beneath the other foot-
With this I shed the memory of all the pain,
With this the bliss tinted Polaroids will also fade.
I leave you only with words
Like a fallen husk
When the seed is lost.

Atop a Cloud of Pillows

With the silvery pale moonlight
Twisting like ribbons through the leaves,
Binding us to be one
Under the sheltered canopy-
Where our love
Is neither a secret nor a song
But just the truth
Stealing itself into
The corners of our smile.