Tuesday, April 2, 2013



What mystery?
I wonder.
There shouldn't be mysteries.
And yet,
I listened to the naked chatter
that the rain didn't matter.
Often, both mingling into one
which was which I wondered.
So agitated a happiness
transporting to madness.
I sat wondering
what did I owe you much?
To sell my heart to you thus.
Bordered by a rainbow
Filled with sunshine
I slept peacefully throughout the day.
And at night,
leaving without a farewell packed with
touches or kisses, for sleep has that advantage,
but you dared tuck a dream beneath my eyelids
which condensed and rained
nothing but
rains of togetherness.
Love me to eternity
and I shall make you eternal in my verses.