poem for a husband

I am the tree on which
your initials from childhood
shine into the night,
And endlessly tease young
lovers.

I am your Malgudi,
and the bittersweetness of this
cartography that comes with
playing truant with raw
mangoes.

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Neha Viswanathan. City-hopping, trivia-gathering, identity-hunting. Obsessions include culture, social software, cities, literature, internet, music, history, marketplace and anything that doesn't twinkle.
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