|| scent of love ||

for the bliss of your breath

i make the wind read

the letter of your voice

i make the trees read

the letter of your voice

and become one with your being

i make the sun read

the letter of your voice

and live the warmth of your love

i make the clouds read

the letter of your voice

and snuggle in your promising embrace

my eyes descend

into the mirrors

of the pores of your

reflection

from your intoxicating
as mahua blossoms words

i inhale the scent of love.

|| your words are registered ||

words

speak not only outside

but also inside

in fact

they open up inside

before speaking outside

sometimes inside the intellect

sometimes deep inside the mind

self-conversation

before any external conversation

words

have their own way

of recording everything

which is unique

like, inside me

they have

recorded you

and more than myself

i feel you

further deep inside me

where your words

are registered

with their meaning

and my heart

has changed into

a soul mate diary

for you to read.