To Love Or To Die

By Shiva Kondapalli

Shining like a diamond in the sky,

with all the loveliness of a banoffee pie.

In her presence not a word could I utter,

so I bought her a jar of organic peanut butter.

She’s a strong espresso in a world drunk on cheap wine,

and her smile reminds me of the infinite sunshine.

By Shiva Kondapalli