Rum-Scented Evenings

In rum-scented evenings
I attempt to reach you …
My befuddled eyes grapple
Your multiplied images -
intensely unfamiliar, distorted.
There are still secret yearnings,
eternally unresolved between us ..
Your perplexing indifference,
old impulse of refusal ..
doesn’t let me go ..
doesn’t let me stay ..

Those days of togetherness-
were sheer magic ..
With a wave of wand you appeared
even before I sought you.
Now bitterly enmeshed
in my sylvan loneliness,
looped sharp pangs…
I try to enamel your picture
but your memories sap me.

Besotted with intemperance
I long to be loved ..
to be held ... to be cuddled -
under the lavender scented sheets.
The fabric pulsating above us,
in vibrant shapes of mortal joy.
In shimmering psychedelic trips-
my heart tickers again
and strives to please you.

In these misty evenings,
suppled with remorse n desire ..
I wish I vanished altogether.
The great ones go beyond time
to spurn the unthinkable ..
I grabbed the perfect moments -
squandered them dreamily
‘coz I was sure I’d thousands more -
beside you, unerringly.