Geometry of Love

Geometry of Love

Once you told me
Counting waves
Is an absurd activity

I can only laugh
At the absurdity of it.
I have done wierder things
I have loved you from all angles
Though I am not good at playing
At the likes of love,
Where geometry does not fit in.

My mind
Dolphin like
Dives at the scent of love
As I sit at this curved beach
With a large and round sun
Plastered on the horizon.

Do you see
That black rock
Sharp and slanting
On which the waves explode
With such disdain
And come back for more?
Absurd.

Love
Is the flicker of hope
On a sordid sky
The image
That flits past a smiling mirror


One day
We shall sit on the cold of this stone bench
With just a hint of moon above,
Our thighs barely touching
And an ache hanging between us
Till the night
Tortoise slow
Grinds back to reality.

Let us count all the waves
On all the seas
To the very last of them
On unarmed shores
Where the sea and the sand
Are plaited into one
And all absurdities dissolve.
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From the Anthology 'The Silken Web'
Unisun Publications 2007
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