I Saw

He wooed her with his warm embrace;
She welcomed him, she shimmered and shone;
I saw their waltz of golden grace;
I saw their courtship at dawn.

His cloudburst kisses, her flirtation;
Henry showered his want on June;
I saw their salsa of sultry seduction;
I saw their passion at noon.

In her he spawned waves of elation-
Her bosom swelled; how he was brisk!
I saw their tango of tumultous titillation;
I saw their raw lust at dusk.

He fondled her in a foggy blur;
She sparkled with tranquil delight;
I saw their love, I saw their care;
I saw their romance at night.

P.S. 'She' is the Hudson river, 'He' is a summer day's weather in Jersey (sunny at dawn, rainy at noon, windy at dusk and foggy at night).

Spring

Staring across a barren brown scape,
With bated breath I waited for you;
Solitary musings sand prints as I walked-
Nothing but sandstorms filling the view.

Wanting for the sand to blow away,
Unearthing a new life of spring,
The desert, my soul parched, waiting
For the elixir the rain could bring.

I opened my eyes to the gentle breeze;
Desolate brown had turned to green;
I looked around for you, in vain,
All faded away- a dream it had been!

Then the flowers bloomed again, fragrances ecstatic;
Not just in my mind's eye, for real was my heart free;
Birds chirping, butterflies fluttering, branches waving,
Bliss everywhere- my prince charming had come for me :-)

P.S. Poetry makes my prince charming sleepy.

Joie De Vivre

Chatting by the hours,
even those mindless tales;
has given way to moments-
special moments I cherish,
special moments I relish...

All the time that we shared-
whether eloquent conversations
or petty nuances; all told me,
I'm so glad that I know you,
so glad to be there for you.

P.S. This explains my phone bill during high school.