Where are you now?
Even as I search every corner of earth
you are not found
No possibility of reaching you.

Do you know
I am not short of means,
To search you I have telephone, computer
And my own identity.

You came,
like a nocturnal July dream
You cast a hurt mystical spell of relationships.

Dreams change
guise wishfully each night
(in your absence).
Dreams are aimless
Therefore
Nobody asks for their address.

Walking down the road I hear
You are happy in a distant town.

I fail to recollect,
I go beyond recollection
Your image is barely recalled today.

Sometimes I see a dreamy fantasy
In the lap of a man, your pliant body
A snake swaying, under shade
Of night dark and door chained.

Oh! my lover
Is this not how you define
Social love?