"We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started
and know the place for the first time." (T S Eliot)
"A dark and chanted verse is what I am." (
Forough Farrokhzad)

Sunday, June 2, 2013


Silky legato conjures night –
Not black spaces empty of light,
But the sparkling spans of spangled skies –
Brightness blinking like bewitching eyes.

As I watch your hands cross keyboards
And gifted fingers tap complex chords,
My dreams dance to other thoughts of night,
Realms we could explore in coupled flight.

The prelude ends and your face shines,
Magically composed by feminine lines;
And smiles and words engage my senses
With attendant hopes in future tenses.

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