I'm, I cried.

I'm, I cried. 😊

I'm just
An elusive hour
Folded into
Faintest fragrance
Of a flower,
That you held
An eternity
In your palms.

Your fingerstalks
Twined mine
Wooing my essence.
I was blessed
By the Divine
In your presence.

Incomprehensible sure
The universe allures
Spiritual flora and fauna
Forever endures.

I saw into nothingness
My petals like veils
Against harsh sunlight's reality
Cool as moist breath on woody barks
And leaves
You inhaled me
My substance
marrying yours.

And then came
The Fall
Inevitable curtain call...
Encores...
On request only?

Dead leaves and frail petals
Lifeless and wilted
Purposefully floated
Courtng and coaxing
Serpentine waves
Of riverine Deltas
Nihil destination
Sans desperation
Freedom
To be freed
From attachment.

But how content
In morning's memoirs
Of being held
Velvet on your
Satin skin.

Was it the same
For you,
As it was for me?

Did you float
With me
Joyous, abundant
Into the wild blue sea?

(c) Amrita Valan  2017