Petrichor

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Petrichor-

your anklets sing.

the present is blur
we lace fingertips
together- call us mayflies
this sweetness

rushing through my chest
you fill me up.

of yesteryears-
we converse, swingsets
free; feet on wet earth
courting dark trees,
you in molten curls rise
play hide-N-seek, i-

thread flashbacks.
against coffee (with half-a
sleep) fragile clouds
drop a line

or two. you leave
stains of poetry on my cheeks

hearts weeping, old lovers,
we kiss.

©Mohana Das

Published for the AmbiPur Smelly to Smiley Contest on Indiblogger.
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4 thoughts on “Petrichor

  1. what beautiful images you weave through this poem,
    i really loved it, especially this passage;

    we converse, swingsets
    free; feet on wet earth
    courting dark trees,
    you in molten curls rise
    play hide-N-seek,

    wonderful poetry, ty.

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