We Will Not Part

satishverma

Show me your hand
where I tattooed
for the unborn dream.

You ask for a ghost
who sits on stigmata to
invite the butterflies.

In golden valley
I will plant blueberries
to kiss half-shut moons.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 7th, 2021 19:38
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 6
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