A poem called DESIRE: shorter version

A poem called DESIRE: shorter version He knew he could never hold her For his hands were her fuel Her eendhan in Hindi if he ever dared to touch she would disappear in a flicker consumed by the thousand flames of their tumultuous desire. She too knew, on him, she could never abut For he once warned, one sunny morn How he would for forever escape her invisible hands grasp vanish into thin air like a wasp becoming immortal if their bodies Were together ever cast How she wished For him to be her mortar And longed to be his pestle Touching each other all the time Grinding their insides On the pretext that work came by in the dark corners of an empty kitchen always alone and piled up on top of each other a couple together meant to be A must be: a silent conspiracy. Like the phone that loses power and yearns for that which lies outside, its charger Distant, disconnected Yet essential for the survival: Of its lifeless body dear, She too longs for her co-conspirator her artful, cruel, cruel lover To be the flower in his bower Everyday they escape each other But find interminable reasons to connect, Like the needle and the hour Distant yet together hour after hour. Could you please not be the unconquerable Sea and me the shore? Playing games of tug and war Never winning, never to conquer? Rolling salty waters dark and far Promontory watches the banks’ bar Under the watchful guidance of ageless stars Sometimes I wish my lord turns me into a fish that lives in you, my river and not the sandy shore exposed to the thralls of the merciless sea! I could swim in your gentle sweet waters all day and let your wavy skin seamlessly rub its tenderness on me? Like the slick blue sky that yearns to touch Mother life’s coarse brown soil, sends rain to sow the seeds of desire Listen my lover: Find a way To be together For ever If not, invent an occasional messenger Like the visiting impregnator for me, from my sickness to deliver For I know in our times we are destined to see each other but, cursed by Gods: To caress yet never hold, see but never behold Forever yearn, never fulfill, Leave life to destiny’s bill When your resilience falters, Bleak looks our end Remember my darling My love is still, We will do what we Can and what we Will.