Return To Mortal Love Poem by Asha Iyer Kumar

I will exhaust my embraces
before I pass through the gate,
Every shred of love I'll expend
till the veins weaken,
Live out passions till
the horizon turns red.

How will it be to walk denuded,
Impoverished,
Devoid of mortal love
amidst the stars,
With not even a memory of
how kisses taste?

Stripped of the insanities
of the earth
when I saunter in heaven's terrain,
Will the residue of an old love sneak in
through the cloud curtain,
Unbeknownst to the Gods
And in a sweep of carnal craving
take me down to the forgotten madness,
To the sanguine sunsets,
To the epic embraces,
To the delirious darkness
in which we stealthily met?

How will it be to elope with your thoughts
from the celestial gardens,
Frenzied,
Refilled with mortal desires,
Fueling the fireflies' flame,
With not even an inkling
of what dispassion states?

I will depart as vapour
and return as rain
to douse winter's throbbing veins,
And in its subtle quake
bury my immortal remains.