The Unabridged Version
We just have a promise of a meeting
And I am already filling this evening
With colors – ochre, gold, deep pink.
But every shade that I choose
Is assumed by thoughts of you
And now all I wish
Is to spread
Like a pinch of vermilion
At the crescent
Where your hair
Lords over your forehead.
Forever...
© Dan Husain
December 05, 2005
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5 comments:
Surrender that is so evocatively coloured, who wouldn't want that? It's like a painting in words.
even better than the abridged version...*applauds* :)
thts really beautiful...nice!
i like the shorter version far better! the first 2 stanzas here seem to take away the charm by being too mushy, too senti, too... well...
Simply beautiful.
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