Monday, September 5, 2016


Caught trespassing
on the path,
where the crossways convurged
in a dead end,
we coincided,
and then
rescued by fiery touch of desire,
took a detour,
carousing on serpentine,
tranquil trail,
with none but you.

Linking with Five Minute Friday: Path


Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.