By Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm
Thy eyes the colours of horizons
Pupils changing hues of seas
Look deep for desires
Seek there where the heart lies.
Huddle in the corner of
ear lobes woven waves
Goosebumps rippling
Echoes of cool tingling.
Thy mouth breathe the ocean
Renew life in a soul resigned
A pulse dead ignite
On my lips wildfire.
October 2015
