Friday, November 04, 2005

The Wish...

So much depends
Upon
The single strand
Of hair,
A petulant eyelash,
Swish, swash,
Drifting effortlessly
Now sitting pretty
On your nose.

Oh no! There it goes...

My world shrinks
Into a wish
Dangling from it.


I cup my palms,
Catch it
As I titter
At your joke.
I don't want to lose it
As I lose myself
In your
All-pervading charm.

© Dan Husain
November 1, 2005

2 comments:

Rohit Talwar said...

man the thought rocks! :)

Blue Athena said...
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