My dear,
              you’re a lime. I’m a cherry.
My dear,
             & I like your chest hairy…
My dear,
           I’ve got sand in my throat…
My dear,
         Would you take this poem home?
My dear,
          Your tan skin and warm eyes….
                          
      (He’s mine, and I think I’m gonna die)

My dear,
            I’ve got years left to grow….

Oh dear,
            I think I got your email wrong.

                Subject: Please disregard!

तू दिसतेस मला एका फुलासारखी,
वेगवेगळ्या रंगांनी बहरलेली
तू दिसतेस मला एका ताऱ्यासारखी,
दूर आकाशात टीमटीमणारी

प्रेम आहे माझे तुझ्यावर,
तुला माहीत नाही
तू आणि फक्त तूच दिसतेस,
इतर काहीच दिसत नाही

एक दिवस विचारेन तुला —
"माझ्याशी लग्न करशील का?"
तेव्हा तू म्हणू नकोस की,
"माझ्या आयुष्यातून निघून जा"

नाही जगू शकणार तुझ्याशिवाय,
जाईन मी मरून
पण आठवणी मात्र राहतील तुझ्या,
मनात घर करून

तू सुखी राहावीस,
हीच असेल माझी शेवटची इच्छा
तुझ्या सुखी जीवनाला,
माझ्याकडून शुभेच्छा

I slip down the looping slopes of your curly hair.
Just when I think I'll stop,
the curve of your scented mane flips me upside down.

I shout with happiness, like a child in an amusent park.

I walk, I roam, I run-
I travel through every path of your soft, black hair.

And when the ride ends, I'm already crazy to slip again.

Love is...

Love to me is a commitment for an entire lifetime,
It stays with us even when we've gone past our prime.

Love to me is beyond face,  the apparent exterior,
Love to me is something deep far more superior,

Love is full of contradictions,  difficult to define
It's spectrum is vast, so tough to confine,

Love can make you laugh,  but can make you cry,
Love can make you bold,  but can make you shy,

Love means to hold on forever,  and to never leave,
Love means undying faith and belief,

Love also means to set free and to let go,
Love is never easy, that we all know,

Love can cause you immense pain,
Love has the power to drive you insane,

But love can also bring you comfort and peace,
Putting your mind and soul at ease,

Love is completely blind,  some people will say,
But love also makes things clear as day.

Feeling the warmth, feeling the cold
people come, some people go
and my mind is always wondering
how long you are going to stay

Among the sandals and tambourines
the firefly diamonds and
the sudden silence, the big vendetta
and the scene stealing corpse

Night falls, sleep comes, sand
bugs bite my ankles and I still
hope to see your sunburned face when
I open my bonfire encrusted eyes

Each time that I look in your eyes,
A part of me quietly dies.

But I'd give even more,
For the love I adore—
You're my heart in a perfect disguise.