Listening – Bombay, September 2003

Writing for you-

It is like speaking in whispers

my lips moistened and cupped

close to the conch of your ear.

You tremble when

my mouth-warmed breeze

tickles your mind

with words that are said.

And I watch to see

how sound and breath

have made a human leaf

of you.

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