poem-This Moment Etched (Abha Iyengar)

THIS MOMENT ETCHED

Can I place this moment
In your hand
And ask you to gulp it down
So that it sears your throat
Leaving a furrow
within
Your skin
so smooth and clear

continued..


"Right there
At the base of your throat
Where your pulse quickens
at the sight of me
This moment."

Beautiful, forceful.