Adrift

A bright sunshine
smiles
Surfs
the shores of horizon.
A sparkled vacuum glimmers
floats in the morning breeze,
trickles down
in the thin lines of my palm.

Trembling fingers,
reach out
Seeking
a fragrant dawn
concealing a universe
stroking the innermost
mingling with the blood stream
savouring
fullness from my lips.

A twinkling moment
adrift on your body,
a spotless undiluted soul
surfaced
ceased
to be my being
forever.
-Meena Chopra
(From "Ignited Lines")