Along the ECR Coast
Paatti will wave at you
from the waves
When you are
at the shore
you will never miss her
salty kisses
The setting sun
would rock her chair
amidst the surf
A mermaid would have
a moon-lit suck
of her breasts
Dont ever miss
the Dolphin's song
'PATTI... THE SERENE EVE'
* * * * *
The dishevelled
yester kolam dots
the disendowed badam leaves
the disconsolate empty chair
the remnants of
dismembered grey over the scissors....
an unclad angelic shadow
within the bathroom walls....
and a lot more is there
with you
Affectionately
Admirer of Hues
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