Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 23, 2018





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That glorious winter afternoon
that held us like two twined leaves on a twig
swaying, shivering at caresses of an amorous wind,
when lightly hopping birds chirped around
in their boiling desire to reach a crescendo
and the sun peeped
like a sincere security guard from behind;

the oriole in you took dips in an unseen river of desire
before basking in the crimson western glow
marigolds in the backyard oozed the last aroma
before dawn of the jasmine night
and the cat in the rafter danced at its new catch;

that afternoon when your desires jumped
like cockroaches in the semi-dark kitchen
and new feminine feelings gushed out
like water from new cracks in rocks of mountain brooks
to sing of a strange freedom,
I smelt the sea in you and you smelt the river in me.


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