Shaleen Rakesh

You look so peaceful when you're sleeping your breathing sounds like gentle rain your hands wrap like blankets over me
 and I wish that nothing will ever change.

The night was a flood of tall blue trees the air sang as a music box and all the sky lamps were full of intent Your face was glowing like a series of interactive photographs like your love glows in my prayers The trees tell me that at night you are the brightest star and the photographs confirm that in the morning for you I will learn to stay.

a private staircase from the roof down to the hall the space in which 
noone is seen the timelessness 
of balconies the closeness to an opening
 round the bend here 
there are stairs on the air here 
we should meet 
I’ll bring the silence 
 you bring the possibility