When I said that. I loved you
I answered myself.
Tissue departs from fractured bone I know not how to love
To set you free
When deep longing seeps
Through
Choline transmission.
I stammered my way through another’s love song Of far away sea shores
And sweet nakedness.
Serendipity, I know it not
Not anymore
For when was it that you felt
And glanced my way
In the inconsequence of
My momentariness?
For she left us, unreachable
To divide and despair
At forgottenness.
As children we fell upon each other’s pain To pull together from the magicians hat
Yet another pink feather.
Contributor:
LEELA MAYOR. Was born in Baroda in 1961. She completed her graduate education at the M S University taking a degree in Physics, Chemistry and Mathematics. She subsequently went on to take courses in Management and Film Studies in New York and London where she then worked as a freelancer producing and directing documentary films for British Television. She continues to make films, paintings and writes both poetry, fiction and screenplays. At present she lives and works in Baroda.
