F A L L

Sway among the curtains of my prayers my love
for I shall await your fall.

I surrendered my heart to you
for it to dwell in yours,
yet you carried it in the palm of your hands.

I fell upon you like a monsoon rain
only to wash away
above the surface of your inert desire.

What shall my heart wear,
in such apathy of your thoughts
where yours could not find
drapery for itself?

Now that my unforgiving vows are buried
under your disdain
you speak of your quest of another spring.

What shall we reap from the ashes of time,
that have sowed seeds of hatred,
and what shall this spring be named after
that carries autumns of my dream?

So fall my love,
and be sure that you shall fall
for no fragment of your past shall cradle you,
but me.

9-August-2007 – 11-Aug-2007