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Snehith Kumbla May 2016
stand still
let me consider you,

a whole month of
acquaintance blazed
in the rush of embraces,
but now that much is
quelled, calm,

stand still,
let me consider you...
Snehith Kumbla May 2016
fire-breathing scalderer,
honey-gathered heavy,
your bow lip is

wild thy raven tress,
make turbulent seas,
ravenous claws

gently in the heat,
go floating, our
flesh embers!
Snehith Kumbla May 2016
still yearn
for  waves
to wet my feet

still yearn
to reach an arm
around you

still yearn
to bluff you
to a kiss

still yearn
to walk sunshade
gardens with you

still yearn
for a wild
honey drip

the days sink
stone heavy

youth rolls up
its lush carpet

I still yearn
for you
Snehith Kumbla May 2016
may the eyes of every
slithering light be blindfolded,
my love is here with me

may the night be
as quiet as a village,
my darling gently dries her wings

let no thought betray,
no stone pelt a shiver,
my dove goes visiting a dream

hush now, oh deepest
of all fathom,
the world floats on a heartbeat

all things done, undone,
things indelible, leisurely
things, now discarded
a parting feather in flight
descends...

*her beguiling bejeweled body
This poem first appeared in the May-June 2012 issue of the Reading Hour magazine. This is an edited, altered version of the poem.

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