Dual World

My clock runs on dual time
It's five thirty am on the hands of imagination
I have barely slept the night to surface with hideous cobwebs on my face...entreating me sleep
With your nation.

Blue spiderwebs of rapid revolving light erupt from my eyes
I am in a daze
Exploding rods and cones blanket sight
I am amazed wandering in my mazes of delight

I am doing double duty
Racing with my sun
knowing its both 10 am and it is not yet six...
For me its all the same and one.

I keep track of all our moments like rosaries on a bead...

That you are eating a late afternoon sunny  lunch
while my skies turn dark with bliss..

While I am  kissing my babes to sleep
You are reaching home from work
When I am embracing dreams
You are lifting knife and fork

And when you tumble to your bed with sleep dazed eyes
I wake up in a haze...
Trying to live with you
In my mind
Trying to match your
Pace
Desperately trying to figure in your life...
My heart's outdone in a race
To beat time at its cruel games
To run with it whence you came
Wherever you go
I want to be
Inside the house
Not home to me
and forget the rest
I need to be your very best
I want how I want to be inside
Immerse in the immense
The intense need you have awakened in me.

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(c) Amrita Valan 2014