The Poem

Do you remember, love

That sun-kissed May afternoon 

When the krishnachura

Rained blossoms

And the world stopped 

Turning outside our door ?

Do you remember, love 

That slow journey

Into each others bodies Desire that leaped

Like waves, like fire

The wild confusion

Of our tangled limbs?

Do you remember, love

The frenzy to give, receive 

The violence and tenderness 

Of endearments whispered

In the dark?

Do you remember, love

My salty tears of) your chest? 

It was not pain, love

Or the loss of girlhood, dear I

But the sudden prescience, so clear

That the sun kissed May. Afternoon

Was already the past