NO BLAME GAME PLEASE

Am I  to blame if love was born ?

If  some remote resemblance

to the primeval face

such  love did occasion ?

You looked at me

and  I ,  at you

beats skipped heart

petals soaked dew

your eyes drenched

my dancing soul

with  wild aroma  

in every fold

wilted leaves  of desire

turned green

in ecstasy’s

tight  hold  !!!

Am I to blame

If love did flow

from your heart’s

secret glow

lifting all veils of body

from over the mind

wafting scented moon

to love’s new find ?

comp. n copyright : saroj k. padhi/22.07.14