As we all try to look ahead Trying to focus further on We cannot help but wonder of yesterday Lingering for a moment In the experience of it all Will tomorrow be better? The ever present question Lying dormant in our subconscious Woken up by memories We try hard to capture Will the flowers bloom In the fields of our varied lives We remember the seeds sowed In the earth of our memories...
You envelop me Your sweet smell Permeates in the air Hold me tight Yes Tighter Do you feel my heart? Beating Against your chest It is trying to reach Your heart Is it whispering? What is it saying? I lift my head From the warmth Of your embrace I look up You look down Isn’t this divine You whisper to me Your lips moving Without uttering much sound I do not need to hear I nod in sweet agreement Shyness entering my heart My lips curl into a half smile My eyes roll a look over your body Playfully Give me your hand I say Not with words But with my hand We do not need words Our gestures say it All Words would only Slice through This beautiful silence No It is not silent Here Do you hear The beat The beating of my heart Aching Longing To feel yours Beating Pounding with desire I am yours
I sit here Surrounded by your blood I did not know them last year But yet I feel so close You gave me life And while sitting here I am keeping that family light alive. How strong the feeling is That bond Which you taught us to keep Through your feelings Your kindness Your light Your generosity Finally, yourself…