Love – A Short Treatise

Love takes you to places You have never been, from the mystical To the brazen, even the outright sanctimonious And sometimes, that trinity beckons you Like when you sit on a night stool Searching for a speckle in that soot-painted sky Only to come across a sparkling shooting star And love is always at danger…

One Night Stand

When the friendly eye unleashes a bomb You don’t think through the aftermath You think only of scintillation The rubbing of two life twigs To make enough fire to burn through the night And when morning rocks you You think of all the necessary excuses and you come up with none Just that the bomb…