What was your secret of?
cheating on me...
Taste of death, while
talking of stealthy footsteps...
Was it the end of senseless
striptease...
The wrinkles write
the age of weather's rings...
Even light will not
find your black hole, beyond...
Do you want to say
few words before the night...
To my horror, you
become a seadragon...
Coming back with
nipples and fangs, all...
Why your lips
quiver, kissing a rose...
The yellow jasmines
are dead. My ache returns...
Moon dust was sprinkled
once more on mangroves...
Why did you cast
a net to catch...