Thirst

I was not looking for you
But you came last evening
Very casually
We did not talk
We even did not exchange glances
But you just being there
Filled my heart
With sorrows and wishes

I had missed you so much
Even thought I have
Never seen you
Talked to you
But somehow
You were mine
The source of my pleasure and pain.

I looked at you
The back
The hair
The mole on your face
The bosoms
And the small of your back
And wanted so much
To caress you
Kiss you all over
And swift you away
In the deluge of my love
My hidden and unspent love
Piling up wishes
To be with you
Talk to you
And laugh you

I wish and wish

You smile on me
Touch me softly
Hold my hand
And probe me with your little fingers
And eyes
And visualize me
In and out.

Oh, I miss you so much.

((*.*))

June 26, 2002