From the series Lovers, Galle Face, Colombo July 2011

Lovers

Poem by Shruthi Mathews

Well isn’t this nice,
to sit side by side
with my thigh on your skirt
where we don’t need to hide.
Your Thathi, he’s scary
(I don’t think he approves…)
And we shouldn’t be touching
according to their rules.
But none of that.
I love you.

So let me kiss both your lips
as I hold both your hands,
under our little umbrella
on the kind Galle Face sand.