You would repeat,
not going tears, for the
sake of moon.
Why a spark floats
in water of eyes to
burn vocabulary?
Breaths don't meet
now, under the red hollyhocks,
hanging to embrace.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: July 9th, 2023 19:54
- Category: Nature
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