Greeting

In the silence of
our words
is a greeting louder
than the tumultuous
beating of our hearts...

In the warmth of
our entwined fingers
is a reassurance
and a promise...

Love is only love
and is the only
thing we know...

And in the crescendo
of our silences
is the melting of
our souls -

We could never be
Two.


Usha, 26 Jan. '91