A poet's expression of Intimacy A poet's expression of Intimacy

Alphonsos are golden, Sweet flavours; Alphonsos are golden, Sweet flavours;

Probing my existence you Have journeyed so far The lanes deserted by you Have changed forms Probing my existence you Have journeyed so far The lanes deserted by you ...

The sounds and scents of summer The sounds and scents of summer

When the flower walks out of the seed. When the flower walks out of the seed.

When naughtiness and stubbornness took hold of me. When naughtiness and stubbornness took hold of me.