TOUCHING YOU

I will touch your soul

every  time you draw me

near your burns

that under beauty so starkly stare

I will not touch your body

but heal  it with

the brush of  some wishes

and  a balm of my prayer .

I will   for sure make you

an addict to my  soul’s love

as an aroma in sweet air

that  will  always elude you

like trails of shadows

chasing  bodies all  so very  bare .

Then at  last when  to a futility you’re cast

you will be the first to haunt my dreams

in the shadow of  the scented kadamba  tree

near my grave , with none to listen to or lament

over the wild  welter of your  growing screams .

There I  will touch the old wounds of your body

and the black burns of your  heart

under the shadow of a clouded moon

fulfilling all pending desires

to end all dark sighs and weak , hopeless swoon.

Comp. n copyright : saroj k. padhi

30/07/14