The Vigil – Bombay, September 2001

Arm under head, deep into the dusk

I lay still in bed and saw you smile.

Your lips a gentle moonbeam scarf,

sail across the ceiling in haunting stillness.

There. Then gone.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s