Sweetest Tabu

You like me, you love me 
My happiness is yours 
You could die for me. 
From Jaipur to Nakuru
Adventures, escapades, memories
Oh they have no clue! 
Truths that make us shy
Now stark alternate realities
So we each must live a lie.

Old Love

Hearts wail, Loins fail 

​Songs previously sonorous reduced to faint whispers

Distance found root in the space between them 

What was moist now needed lubrication 

Passion whittled to the perfunctory… 

Tongues tied, Love died