As the invisible arms
Of your gaze
Wrap around and dissolve mine
Into the depths of the deepest oceans
Bathing in the light of a sleepless moon..

My heart opens to watch
The tiny bird mount
The unmeasured breathless spaces
In ever expanding spirals,
Its shrill chirping heard and unheard
The tiny dot of its existence
Seen and unseen!

Here I am sitting at the edge,
My gaze swept directionless
By the gentle ripples.
Not waiting anymore
For the words that drowned
To resurface!

Hush, don't point me
to the blossom
I would rather drown
in the fragrance alone

Forget the sweetness
Of the nector
I would rather be dizzy
On the buzz
Of the maddened bees

Its never the sound 

of approaching footsteps

The sky tries in vain 

to paint a face

I tremble yet again 

only to hear my own heart race

Till all the rest 

Fall silent. 

When a butterfly trembles
Ever so gently
On a flower

It is not drinking
It is not breathing
It is not resting

It is gathering strength
In a flash of a moment
To dissappear!

My moon comes to me
Every night
Howling and mad
Weeping and sad

And I know,
it is no baby
To be hushed
And put to sleep!

My moon comes to me
When it is dark
Laughing and falling and weak
Barely able to speak

And I know
That it will never
Stop to tell me
What it is all about!