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Free Verse: Gaurav Deka

A short poem by Gaurav Deka

Love between blueness

It happens much before I hold your hand in the bus,

and ask if I can take as many photographs of your wrist

till we reach the Metro station. while you stifle a laugh,

lest your friends sitting behind come to know of us,

all of your soul breathes itself out into that window glass

beside me, makes a face, and remains.

I shall drink its moisture and trace the constellations

over it on my way back—I tell myself.

Nowadays I like the way, how I find myself

in cake-shops every evening,

discover how according to the metaphysics of regression,

we come back to where we start; that in the world of objects,

the teacher tells me in the class:

it is good not to have any—neither cakes, nor hearts.

Only when the universe clots, dissolves like dough into a dot

in his mouth, and throbs around the circumference of his throat

give into the temptation of a kiss, she says,

give into love, with the beauty of guilt pressing on your skin.

Gaurav Deka is a writer and clinical psychotherapist living in Delhi.

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