Like an endless turn,
Our love goes nowhere.
The passion it burns
In this sordid affair.
Category: poetry reading
Distant Dream, Poetry by Asoka N. Jinadasa
Nibbling his ear
she heard the cries of the wounded.
Kissing his eyes
she saw the horror of dead bodies.
Sensing his breath
she felt the ache in her heart.
Letting him love her
she melted into the joy of surrender
and the bliss of no longer he and she.
