Today

There are days of

Frangipani showers

And pigeon orchid

Candles

Burning well into the evening

And on such days

When the queen of the night

Blows soft kisses my way

I know

Deep down in my heart that

The rose petal musings

Will be to naught

But that they will

Caress heart to assure me

That even when

Cactus storms

Throw apart this paper-thin world

A wallflower will

Hold hands with a gandapaana

And together

There will be flowered fireworks

Giving life to fireflies

That will set fire to the moon