Amidst alien heat and frost
the deck of the heart
lies abandoned like
the wet mark of
a memory-wound.
From the light house of desire
at the VEERANARI beach
ancient eyes scan
a luminous past.
Absorbed in the
memory of the beloved
face resting between palms
holding native desires
my palms become
her palms.
(Painting : Toni Shulajkovski)
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