Wedding day (2005)

On my wedding day, I wove the galaxy into my hair, so the constellations danced in your universe.

On my wedding day, I wove damp oak leaves into my hair, so you inhaled centuries of Autumnal forests.

On our wedding day, I wove my grandmother’s silver into my hair, to awaken my ancestoral roots.

On our wedding day, I wove coconut oil into my hair; for you to remember Bombay nights.

On our wedding night, I smeared my lips with chocolate…

so when we kissed, the cocoa night sky melted on your tongue.

……………………

 

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