The genie

I was sure I had bottled up
The genie,
and closed the lid shut tight,
Wary of being granted my wishes,
but always with a twist,
I promised myself I shall not ask.

Oh, how foolish was I,
she escapes every night,
the astral apparition,
comes dancing riding the clouds,
moonlight streaming from her hair,
dew drops dangling from her eye lashes,
lips soft like rose petals,
fingers like a painter’s soft brush,
she caresses.

Her breath like a soft breeze,
scented celestial, sensuous,
Softly I moan and try to embrace her,
to hold her tight to my chest,
my body burning with desire.

Gently she wiggles out and coos in my ears,
how dare you bottle up your heart,
and keep me away,
As I lament
another wasted night.

Naked

Slowly rising steam from the cups of
steaming coffee
camouflaged your apparition.
As your lilting voice spun
mystical stories,
My mind slowly disrobed you,


exploring all the nooks and crannies,
tracing every curve, rise and fall,
undulating hills and the flat valleys.

Try as I might to turn my eyes,
I could not avert the magic of your eyes,
and sat transfixed.
As Dr. Jekyll, my conscious mind, constantly chastised
Mr. Hyde, my sub-conscious,
I struggled to keep my focus.
Ashamed of myself, as the lascivious
voyeurism of unbridled libido
drove my mind to uncharted territories.

The warm sands of the beach
spreading the heat to our naked bodies, and
as we lie side by side,
I bared my mind to you,
and was mortified to see the hurt
on those turquoise eyes of your.
As you gently took my hand
and looked me in the eyes,
and put my hand on your bosom,
I could only see the unfathomable deapth
of the ocean to drown my lust,
and I died a little.

We walked hand in hand and entered the sea,
the water around us evaporated from
our body heat.
Lying there on the sands ,
with the canopy of star studded sky
as the roof, sea breeze encircling us, and
darkness of the night clothing us,
we slept on each other’s arms,
with the waves singing lullabies,
gently caressing our feet,
till dawn’s golden lights bathed our nakedness.

The steam no more rising from the
stone cold cups of coffee,
no apparition floated in the mist,
and then I saw the unfinished question
in your eyes.

Now that I bared my heart to you
in all its stark nakedness,
I can sincerely say,
I can not promise the earth and the moon,
neither can I promise a future unknown,
only this I can say with all honesty,
to give my everything, me,
flawed but with heart burnt by fire of hell
and turned to pure gold,
ready to take your hand and
walk to the edge of eternity and beyond
by your side ,
and ask nothing in return,
for this is not a deal.
And if that is not love, then I know not
what love is .

As you got up to take leave,
with a twinkling in your eyes
and smiled,
I could see the hint of a promise,
for which I can wait,
what’s a life time when eternity waits.

Then the apparition was gone.
As I took a sip of the cold coffee,
a divine warmth radiated through me.
I bared my soul and I feel
naked no more.