Sitting Alone

Sitting alone/lonely/watching trees turning
grey to green;seeing the silhouette of her
fulsome lips drawing pain and pleasure
behind the veils of moonlit dreams!
This water she touches/This water I touch
O lucky water you touch her;yet I cannot
touch her
Spring sprung up w/ the million of spirited
stars;Galaxies of nebula kisses her breasts
of virginal lust
I remain,I remain enshrouded,wrapt,inert
deep in the dark shell of loneliness shut
shut-arti,arti,arti pain is good;but too much
pain is not good
In your eyes I undressed you;you took me in
your arms and showed me the ways to Bethlehem
and Beirut
I in you got all melted and mute;you
crucifixed me,you resurrected me by your
undying,eternal,endless love lute!