I have arranged all this just to have a moment alone with you.
I brought with me all the marigolds I could fit in a jar between worlds
and some fireflies that are loathe to forget the weight
of your gossamer shadow, for they pray to their gods
to glow beneath you as I pray to mine
to Love you.

But from an alien palace with an ordinary “ Dasvidaniya “
where my smoke lingers in the curtains-
and my pyramids are spheres…
I demise in my way with a myriad frailties
aligned with false stars and narrow avenues of broad despair.
my chapel is a hook in the sun, full of sabotage
and butterflies. I come seldom to a  pause in all my grief
but every hour loving you
is some salvation
even the ******
can believe.