Wednesday, October 01, 2008

For You

Making love

Wave your magic wand,
turn us into stones.
So that we get embedded
in the walls of Khajuraho.
We can make love in peace
for another thousand years.
The sun would not flinch us
neither would the rain,
and no ugly human
to cry, “What a shame!”
They would only gape and wonder:
“Does this pose have a name?”

15 comments:

R! said...

Lovely!

Archi said...

BG you are crazy.

vandy said...

Good one as usual.
-vandy

Anonymous said...

this is called -
'the wife effect':-)

Anonymous said...

Privacy be damned!

Anonymous said...

wonderful

Daniel. I said...

Hi BG,

I really loved your post " Banaras" . Especially the part where you talked about the Tv and the pause button.

You have a way with words. Really. I mean it.

Anna said...

This is beautiful. If I were a thing, I think i'd want to be a sculpture. :)

Anonymous said...

so, in which pose you would like to be in for a thousand years ;-)

Anonymous said...

Coitus Uninterruptus? ;-)

Anonymous said...

I thought of replying with a short verse of my own but it turned out to be an exercise in futility. Words can sometimes be binding too. So i resort to something that has already been said before "Wouldn't it be loverly..."

Anonymous said...

Are these your own words or is it a poem or verse taken from somewhere?
In any case, its beautiful!

wildflower said...

wo!
the spirit so wild & so free...

Clytemnestra said...

Wow!

Anonymous said...

hiii SPARKLING MAN...

the inner voice gape and wonder and wander!!!.. and the mouth utters "shame".. pity .. me too...
-sam