Bemusing About The Other Half

You,
An eternal quest.
Mysterious and fascinating
Like fire,
Giving warmth
But I can also get burnt beyond repair.

At the same time
You are too far and too close.
A mixture of my sweet sister,
My lovely daughter
My loving mom
My sensuous lover
And my caring grandmother.

You are the goddess of power.
You are the womb for creation.
With your multiple hands,
You are simultaneously
Bestowing bliss, love and passion
Creating and destroying the life
Again and again.

You are the desire,
Your smile
Like Venus fly trap
Attracts and tortures.
In your anticipation
Lotus blooms
In the dry lake bed in the Death Valley
The world stops and gasps
Just by looking at you

You,
The man's ultimate infatuation
Gods cannot live without you
And the hermits fall victim to your seduction
On their way to Nirvana.
In your eyes
Lust gathers like the clouds
And bestows the `luster of life,
Deep like the ocean
Intense like the Malibu firestorm
Resurrecting the long gone infatuated lovers

You
The pinnacle of imagination
Of beauty and glamour
You bring the best and beast in man.
Man looks at you blatantly or surreptiously
With love or lust in his eyes
Imbibing your enchanting smile,
Inebriated by your the dark cloud or crimson hair,
Infatuated by your supple tender bosoms,
There is no beginning or end
To this amazing mysterious shape,
Which is ageless, spotless
And travels from one body to other
As one body fall apart.

Man has tried from time in memoriam
To recreate you in sculptures
And to adore you in paintings and poems
Dress you up in the most exquisite way,
Undress you with closed eyes.
The mystery still remains for the eternity
To bemuse about you,
The other half.

((*.*))

January 23, 1996