Would we meet
again under half moon
in wounded light?
In the aura of
bleeding pain, I inhale
your parting kiss.
You are weighless
now, sleeping on air bed
to float in scented sky.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: January 4th, 2024 21:07
- Category: Nature
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