The Love That Makes Us

"In the wind's rustling
I touch the wavy pleats
Of your long golden skirt

The golden band of lightning winding
The subtle curve of your crimsom sleaves

Your long silky tresses reflects the stars
Like a still Kuttanadan lake in moonlight

The blushed nose and cheek
Like bunches of roses in riot
Bathed in morning sun

In your quivering full lips
Twilights of a thousand springs blooming

The deep mysterious ocean of your eyes
Brimming with the endless stream of life

Your deep navel where whirling galaxies
Merges in the eternal ebb of enlightment.

And your soft sweet tender heart
Where snowy doves perching
After dreamy flights of fantasies
Where passion, beauty and love
Dances in cosmic rythm, singing lifesong"