In A Parallel Universe (poem)

In a parallel universe,

our names are written together

on the towering milky clouds.

I trace poems on the veins

at the back of your hand.

I see moons made of love

glinting in your eyes.

I kiss the oceans hidden

in the creases of your lips.

I post a picture of us

with the caption ‘my poem’.

You catch me off-guard

by planting tender kisses

at the nape of my neck.

You graze your fingers

along my spine

and draw lilies on it.

Gloom doesn’t have a home

in our fulsome hearts.

We don’t stitch love

as a secret and tantalize

each other by not placing it

within arm’s reach.

We make love on the meadow,

our bodies enveloped by the

sky’s alluring midnight blue,

not a single hindrance to bother.

In a parallel universe,

I dust the love off

from my heart

and blow it towards you,

instead of carrying it

as a forbidden love-dust,

like I do in my present universe.

 

~Kavya Janani. U

Written for Globalage Poetry’s prompt: gloom, tantalize, hindrance

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