Sunday, April 30, 2017

It was not a windy day

It was not a windy day,
and still somehow
My hair entangled in a kiss...

It was not a windy day, and so
there was no question whether the end of my sari would fly away...

It was not a windy day, and so
His hands were still,
and there was no need to take out the safety pin and keep it open and pointed and say 'no, I don't want to'.

It was not a windy day,
and still somehow
 my hair entangled in a kiss
 my hair entangled in a kiss
my hair entangled in a kiss
my hair entangled in a kiss
my
          hair
    entangled
                                 in
a
                        kiss...

I shut the weather forecast off.