Diary

Taking a pen I sit

At the chair and open

My diary the incense of

New pages rejuvenates my soul

And I commence writing my

Heart out the image of

My lover surfaces in front

Of me I remember our

Escapades those wild eyes of you

Our fantasies, your smile

Your tender hands and love

I push the pen across the paper

The smooth sound It makes

Is a music to my ears

I write an essay

On our expedition around the globe

But the essay has

Only your presence not mine

As you and I are one

And you enjoyed so I enjoyed too

I fill around ten pages

As I write down every single trip

We have taken together happily

The time has passed very swiftly

The refill of the pen has shrunk

Considerably I stop scribbling

Our rendezvous with time and life

I close my pen and turn on

The lights of the room

The room quickly gets illuminated

And so does my diary.