Wednesday, November 4, 2009


fresh from the bath
lingering freshness of nakedness
yet to be shed
the mind searches the cupboard
crumpled worn-out faded
sighing with soft musty smell
you lie hidden behind
the crisp the new the colorful
rummaging fingertips
pause feel linger
smoothen the creases
in fleeting moments remember
all that there was
all that there is
some undressed off the skin
some burnt into it


(¯`•._.•[Raaji]•._.•´¯) said...

love the last stanza. you are soo good :-)

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Geeta said...

Nice... so nice to read soft, dreamy, happoy stuff in your blog.. :-)