Macrolove

January 19, 2017

First cold hands, then warm you
Like a front’s coming

Soon sheets of macrolove
Envelope me and you

See, see? See how
Showers of microkisses
Fly up from you to me
Defying gravity
While,
Fat raindrops falling
On your body
Sizzle,
As though rustling
On a thin gold foil

And so I end this poem thus
Prodding in old familiar places
Groping through your newer graces

A Letter To My Autobiographer

See see see, I am here, right here you see. First you turned me on. Turned me like a marble, from words of garble. Round and round in your fingers, round and round in your head. Only a first draft You said, Wait till...

February 13, 2017

With Feeling, for Me

How with feeling your eyes smiled today I cannot describe it, simply cannot They ask me to come for life And stay for children They promised me, That the thighs will remain curious Why the breasts are heavier, And why...

August 10, 2017

How I Live in S-Lane

This is the story of how I live in S-lane, And how I love the little things here. There are a thousand houses in the S-lane, And when I walk here, a thousand looks, Each a thousand carat diamond, greet me in the S-lane...

July 28, 2017

Fat Raindrop, and a Girl Who Drowned

He said he pinched himself
Still in disbelief
That he is my husband
"Really, REALLY...!" he said.

June 19, 2018

Today. At last.

They won’t believe it, No one will believe it. How you held my body, my heart, and my happiness, Firmly to the ground, And flew them in the air, With one and same smile, And with one and the same turn of your...

August 28, 2017

Cut By A Diamond

Seeing you first, I rushed From first fill of the heart, To first tenderness of a poem Seeing me then, you stared With that diamond look of silence Black from your black eyes Shimmering from your shining face Blinding...

June 15, 2017