Wednesday, June 6, 2012

The Corner Lamp Post



The creases on the paper, from reading too much,
From hands running over the familiar slant of letters.
A night by the window, remembering and reading,
Feverish declarations of love in black ink;
A date and time as post-script, six hours away.

Crimson suffused indigo skies, the soft twilight of winter;
A dark silhouette languidly walks the empty streets.
Heart aflutter! The face in the window, aglow!
Frenzied fingers tame hair and lips redden in anticipation;
A hurried flight down creaky stairs, as the world sleeps.

Cocooned in an embrace, drunk on unspoken promises,
The joy of knowing that he chose her and she chose him.
A wave of shyness as eyes meet, lower and look again;
Yellow light floods the young faces, breath fogs up,
And fingers entwine around the corner lamp post.


2 comments:

Anupam Patra said...

Simply blown away by your words.

Serene

Dr.Mayurakshi said...

@Anupam

Glad you liked it, thanks for the appreciation :)