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Allison Jones Apr 2016
Standing there, watching the waves,
I thought we had it.

But we were dying as that sun was setting.

Fading beautifully, as only something involving humans can,
Burning the sky in shades of glorious reds.

Our castle, built of sand and borrowed time,
Washed a sea in a fortnight,
Left but faint indentations in its wake.
  Jan 2016 Allison Jones
K Balachandran
1.
On a nameless planet, in ferment we first met,
eons ago, tiny microbes, evolving we were still,
yet love a flickering light, bound us together.
As two galaxies were merging fiercely then,
to turn us and our nameless pang,to worthless dust
there wasn't any time left for a future together.
In a microbial kiss pathos ruled,we melted as one,
promised to remember this tryst, imprinted so deep
wherever in cosmos we would meet in future
in whatever form we may be at that juncture.
                                        2.
This morning at the Metro that pang did revisit,
seeing you gazing at me in goosebumps I stood,
two galaxies within, I sensed were closing to to merge,
coming to my senses again I find  you've vanished
a microbe, you are in the air that every minute I breathe.

We will conquer time, go beyond, love has power infinite,
the encounters in flashes would intimate our impending union.
Allison Jones Jan 2016
We are but one
of those tiny specks of light
that color this world.
The canvas, empty night of a map,
our fireworks are but
faint shimmers in the
lightning of the infinite.
Allison Jones Jan 2016
And so it went
Ripped apart, a holy day,
Then loose ends tied back together.
Ancient paths lay between us and
Fate’s strings led our swift birth and slow death as
We were created to destroy
Old ties and birth new beginnings and
To take one another to grand heights and new lows.
And though it is true that now
My heart is with another, his arms around one too
I still wonder if I will ever lose this taste
Of my mouth wondering why
covenants cannot be broken.
Allison Jones Jan 2016
A smile, a nod, a promise
I’m fine. But meanwhile
A hurricane rips right through
My mind.
Allison Jones Jan 2016
Have you ever felt
the heft of existence?
I hope not, my love.
For you, I hope you float
Along like florets of a dandelion
From breeze to breeze
Never tied down
But forever infinite and alight.
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