your smell lingers
in my veins, in my blood
seeping out as i
let you breathe,
set you free;
you tasted much better
on saturday nights
in central park watching
as you kissed
my lips;
you tasted much better
in my arms
than running
down my wrist.
"Nothing in the world can bother you as much as your own mind, I tell you. In fact, others seem to be bothering you, but it is not others, it is your own mind."
Sri Sri Ravi Shankar
