Last Memories

She looked me in the eye,
sad smile, blue sky
clear with hopes of the past.
She was all that I asked.

© Nishant Tharani 2007
12/9/2007

Secret Home

Your heart my home,
(swollen kisses and
snatched whispers)
with blackened rooms
and heaving curtains,
and no-one to watch;
safety in solitude.

© Nishant Tharani 2007
12/9/2007