Your Smile. . .

I wish to drink poison today
From your life-giving lips
'Cause nothing gives rest
To a besotted heart
Than words riding on
A beloved’s moist breath.

But you choose silence,
Smile –
Throw in
A riddle or two,
Knotting
This heart in multitudes.

…And I sit here
Untying each knot
Into a poem for you. :-)

© Dan Husain
July 7, 2005

Stolen Moments

She:

His breath rests on this face
Words falling intermittently on the ear
He kisses softly on the cheek,
I struggle to save the moment forever.

He:

She looks stealthily at me
I sit engrossed though aware
She smiles quietly and leaves,
Ignorant that I have treasured the moment with her.

©Dan Husain
Memories from some other time…

The Bride

She opens her bleary eyes.
Henna colored hopes carousing on her palms
As they softly brush aside
The bewitching locks of her hair
From her insouciant cheeks.
My gaze charmed.

The vampish curves of her lips
A prelude to fantasy -
The Elysium.
Slit open into a smile that
Smacks my fortune as if
Draping them in her colors.

She stretches her arms
Beckoning,
Seeking the simmering me;
The space between them -
A refuge where our love
Perpetually wishes to dissolve.

© Dan Husain
March 23, 2005

I Vacillate. . .

I vacillate…
Between hope and despair
Between sanity and desire
Between love and anguish
Between truth and myth
Between pain and ephemeral transcendence
Between salvation and purgation
Between now and eternity
Between thee and my destiny

© Dan Husain