Love Tanka
When I have no home
I seek refuge in the cage
of her heart and close
my eyes to see with her nipples
the tree that cared to save from sun
In the forest of her hair
my finger searches
the little pearl of blood
that stirs the hidden waters
and contains my restlessness
Before the foamy
water could sting her vulva
a jellyfish passed
through the crotch making her shy-
the sea whispered a new song
Watching the waves
with him she makes an angle
in contemplation:
green weed and white foam break
on the beach with falling mood
The power goes off
suddenly summer heat chokes
in bed sleepless she turns
undoing a hook or two
of her tight blouse
Shaped like a bird
a drop of water lands
on her breast:
my breath jumps to kiss it
before her pelvic flick
Swirling spiral
of her skirt spills tides of dream
and memory:
I breathe fire in the dance
forgetting bends and twists
When I inhale in
her mouth and exhale stroking
hair or caressing
I ride her into joy and
make her hail morning like earth
Short nights and long days
sleep loss rustles a friction
echoing in bed
the cycle of cravings
over and over again
Biography
Ram Krishna Singh has published poems, articles and book reviews in various magazines and journals over the years and taught English for Science and Technology, Indian Writing in English, and Criticism at IIT-ISM, Dhanbad for nearly four decades. In 2023 he published his newest book of poems, Poems and Micropoems from Southern Arizona Press, USA. Find him on Twitter @profrksingh and on Facebook www.facebook.com/profrksingh . More at https://pennyspoetry.fandom.