cold waves in orbit of your soft hips
Tag: senryu
thrill of the peril the flesh says more
in measured breaths we survive this summer night
dark before dawn counting the steps to oblivion
even death might a take a moment or two to appreciate the rain why won’t you
every droplet of rain has a unique name and sounds like a crash
found: tired eyes at the back of the head
the rain at last a love letter to the vagrant soul
swear fealty to the designs of your pale flesh
dim the moonlight the clouds stutter and struggle to rain
elancharan gunasekaran 