With dusk on your eyes,
dust on your heart.
in the forever unreachable horizon,
In your shabby suit.
full of your worn body,
you let a sigh  loose.
Exhaling  invisible cartwheels of air,
as the desert stretches
out and onward.
Feels as if the sun is ready to swallow
you whole.
grey fine hears spit sweat beads,
on the run to the ground.
where the dust devils dance and die.
In a purgatory of sand.

And then, melting into your kiss,
I want nothing more
Than to make it last forever, this
Perfection;
Just let me sink into you.

F l o w e r s   a r e   t h e   m o s t   B e a u t i f u l
I n  f o r m s,  c o l o u r s  and   E s s e n c e s
Galaxies Even rarer
         In
Fleur of cosmic Space
Threads of our  dreamy  dust
    Embraced in  no time  we drift
      E         n           d           l          e           s           s            l                y
                  Intimate       ­     Polarities             Sacred             Pollienation
          
                                        W o m e n    are   Rare  Flowers
                                  ­                M e n   Create~d:   for *Us

I wish I have wings
Flapping and flapping
Leaping and propping
I would have gone searching

It’s so long
Since I have seen your smile
That shines to make me happy
Those eyes
That harbour an ocean of love
Behind the black spheres

It’s so long
Since I heard your whispers
In my ears
That brings a bouquet of smell
As earthy as the orchids blooming this spring

It’s so long
We have not sat together
Talking to the twigs
Singing with the breeze
All your songs,
Sweetened with the wrongs

I wish I have wings
Flapping and flapping
I would have gone searching
You and only you,
Today and tomorrow,
Morning and evening
Autumn and spring
Flying and flying…………………………!!

His Star.

I chased this evening
evening's fade in sunset clouds,
silver tin-foiled filigree
tied to grey-as-granite mountains.

Tinted skirts of hazy
daytime's late farewell lit night's
ballooning moon parade
displayed as fire on quiet shoreline.

Invasive scarlet-swathe
hued day's best forgotten noon
when darker stronghold's rain
rolled dust-cascades forming gloom.

Drifted with waning sky's
azure came memory's beams,
pain-shot their spotlighting
shadows still haunting my dreams.

Yet I chased tonight
night's demons away by love's
recall when I saw brighter
his star winking at me from above.