Romance Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri

She looked through the corners of her beady eyes
As the mock- intensity of his fierce gaze unsettled her
He smelled of musty caves hiding heaps of shrieking bats
That time he had smelled of freshly bedewed grass
Enough were the chemical exchanges between their souls
A thousand doubts wracked her brains and thoughts
Their summer-hot bodies intertwined meaninglessly,
As his arms covered the precipitous down of her belly
Her glassy eyes pretended to half-close in rapture.
The soft silk sheets of yesterday were there all over;
The flowers on the calico faded to a mixture of kitschy colors.
Then his voice had floated on rooftops and palm-fronds
Like golden-winged butterflies drunk with viscous nectar.
Close the windows please, his Adam's apple moved up
The fan whirred listlessly from the wooden ceiling
The lizard stuck its tongue out to catch an unwary moth.
I see an aura of death; the holes of his eyes were full of it
I can smell death in the folds of his clothes, she thought.