i wish to be the air
you breathe
love that floods your every cell
revitalising you, cheering you up
every second of your life
i love like the rush of the Nile, Yangtze—
listen, listen to this lovelorn heart,
holding on, letting go, holding on
with such tenacity to the hope
of every lovelorn night
an eclipse helps distill
my love for you,
seals your charms, allure
from the craving prying eyes
of world, precipitates that
momentuous silhouette,
escapade for me and you
sun and moon, yin and yang
to be totally absorbed
in bliss, in each other
love, love, love
if only i could be the only star
to win your fancy
for that sparkling while
heaven the world would become
Second Poem
Little children
cheery
Whitish teeth amid
Chuckling faces
Little hands, little legs
Sunburnt sandblazed faces
On windswept beach
A sandcastle taking shape
Each tap, each chuckle
A new feat done
The rolling sea
Playing rhythm to
The orchestration
Of a dream carved
In the stars and the moon
Sandcastle within a sandwall
A tiny little muddy pool
At the edge
Little boys and girls
Shaping their future on the beach
Their parents playing cheerleaders
