Monthly Archives: August 2017

There may not be any sagacity While I surrender to my soul I sense the whiff of your breath You are the dreams that unfold Your image sneaks into my veins Even before I see your sheen Those words make all the difference You make my imperfections pristine The subtlety how you stand with meContinue reading “Beloved”

Everything welcomes me Skies invite to a wassail Flowers approve our conjugal encore Because, you belong to me Babble of infants seems music Creaking of wood becomes harmonious Mom’s reprimands sound like melody Because you belong to me Dreams of childhood conjure Womanhood seems alluring Growing old with you enchants Because, you belong to meContinue reading “You belong to me”