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A collaboration over too much coffee.
coffee and pen

04 December, 2004


Let us not meet in the morning,
The Sun might blush to see
The wanting in my eyes.

Let us not meet in the afternoon,
Its when I seek shelter
From your incandescent smiles.

Let us not meet in the evening,
The Moon is hungry too
And will distract you with her wiles.

Let us also not meet at night,
I like being carried away by stars
And you hate traversing miles.



Blogger SPECKLED_BAND said...

C'est magnifique!

04 December, 2004 09:55  
Blogger annie said...

wah wah, wah wah...

04 December, 2004 16:19  
Blogger John said...

Let us meet in the interregnum of time and space
Where feelings and words intersect and embrace!

04 December, 2004 18:50  
Blogger zigzackly said...

Quite your best of a lovely burst of poems. You're on a roll. Rock on!

04 December, 2004 19:59  
Blogger Geetanjali said...

The Coy Victorian Damsel speaketh?

05 December, 2004 01:27  
Blogger Sreekesh Menon said...

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05 December, 2004 03:42  
Blogger Sreekesh Menon said...

not morning, not afternoons, not evenings, not nights , so then : when?
- is it in your dreams? or are u suggesting the very poetic instance when " the significant other" is never out of sight that you dont have go out and meet?

05 December, 2004 04:13  
Blogger scribe said...

So simply romantic - also reminded me, conversely, of the song from Camelot :
Ïf ever I would leave you
It would not be in Springtime...."
Do you know it?
If not, I'll google for the lyrics, a la Griffin.

06 December, 2004 21:25  
Blogger raindanseuse said...

How romantic!
Reminded me of this conversation -
Vaidh: I'm happy only when Shalini is around
Guru: Imagine Shalini to be around all the time

13 December, 2004 00:48  

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