Pramila Khadun writes

The Presence and the Absence

Who can develop deep in the oceans of love

To fetch me the words that I can use

To describe the hallowed image of my love?

I have no insatiable desire for togetherness,

Nor do I fall in the trap of loneliness

To precipitate an existentialist surrender

For love is so fulfilling, so captivating.

It is a force, its beauty beyond measure.

For eons and eons, we have come and left

The planet, filling it up with a medley of colors

Where blue is our sky, green our hills,

Yellow our Autumn leaves and pink our flowers.

With each look, you make my stars twinkle,

With each touch, you make me giggle

And when you come closer to me,

You take my breath away making me melt

Like melting chocolate with emotions

Never ever felt before.

  

Your presence is a presence indeed

And your absence too is a presence

With all the loving memories that

Cling to heart the way clouds

Cling to the sky.

Though absent, I feel the touches of your lips

Tattooing my whole body with kisses sweet.

I can hear your voice reverberating

By the bubbling brooks

And when you hold me close to you,

I hide my face underneath your arms

As you make me feel so shy.

Lavender Fields in Bloom -- Gail Pean