Thursday, May 6, 2010

This Bliss …

The dawn peeping through thin glass pane
Spreading mist, on my blue bed sheet


Stepping into the room
To watch my son smile in his dream

The morning tea
The white porcelain pot
Steam rising from the snout
The fragrance, the warmth

The shower gel
Strawberry and honey

Hot croissant, golden butter
Eating jam from a warm palm

The whiff of cologne
Musk and lemon

The rain, silver baubles on the patio
The breeze, carrying scent of earth

A walker singing in the rain
Jingle of bicycle bells

Lazy smile above the newspaper
A slow, sensuous, promise


Last night you wrote your sonnets in  Braille: the commas, parenthesis, ellipses engraved perfectly on my skin- and  I  ...