Love In Its Entire Perfection

Love It’s white in the beginning Only to transform to Pink customs Bringing about crimson flushes And scarlet flames Desire is a pricking device That gives you pins and needles From the inside Testing your patience And love, in past-tense On a mattress, is peak-perferct On mortal plains, and sin Is the flag on a…

Kathurumurnga

There is a lonely leafy tree On the corner of the front yard A legume by the vernacular “Kathrumurunga” Sesbania science tells us And this tree carries a hefty dose Of vitamins and minerals, an elixir of sorts And on top you find the sky branched Out in to moon-lit boulevards So many silver crescents…