~WILD~

I am alive, I’m sure,
I know I am alive,
Because from here you are,
Looking dangerously handsome
Standing there,
Cradling the kitchen phone,
Between your shoulder and the side of your face
Leafing through your planner
Soft smile, when you hang up
I want to sit on your lap,
Like a child.
How did things get so wild?
I wonder,
When all you did was stand there, on the phone
Make the appointment for your annual exam,
And simultaneously make me feel like a woman.

To Naresh; because I owe you a three hour phone call, and because you have taught me everything I know about falling in love for no apparent reason.