Love Is Like The Sun Poem by Dosvedanya Rashia

The patio blooms
With athelas..
A golden spring
I'd never dared
to hope for

And upon my rayon shirt
The fragrance of ginger lingers
A desert Night
The Moon like a midnight sun

I recall Waikiki beach
At 2 am.
The scent of British Tobacco
Refreshing, Liberating
And the pure thrill
Of a reckless adventure,

Warm, teasing waves
In shades of sapphire and gold
High-rises, like jewels
Illuminating a translucent sea

And then she stands
At a window 12 floors up
And below her the city
Stretches to join the ocean...

And so you wonder
That I do not beg for love
And perhaps it was merely the waves
Living in the moment, themselves
Who taught me
Not to wish for more
But to take joy as it comes

So now I drown my doubts
In strong esspresso,
Then Dance until I cannot breath
And love you
Though I'll never say it
Like the Sun
Healing spring