Winter taught me
2 love d heat of words unspoken,
d silence beneath ur shut eyes,
d anger in d middle of ur desire,
n d soft color of mehendi
cast on ur mid-day soul:

i feel like d afternoon rays
of d sun pining to burn d earth
with a soft fire unknown 2 nature,
like d full moon with a desire 2 drench
d rocks of ur body with froth of sea
n d river's ire...