Arugam Bay

In that wet-monsoon night We stood in the rain and danced on mud puddles To make a memory stand out And what I saw through your sheer cotton top Was the clairvoyance of our chemistry And the riches of your heart – It seems the pummeling rain Just made our friendship end – And a…

Dying Young

She took a wig and hair extensions And covered her patchy scalp She looked ravishing in a red maxi-dress She was the cynosure of the night A woman who could pull any man With the mere magnetism of her allure She armed herself with mascara And a little gloss of lipstick. She was simply dressed…