In Cross-Hairs

satishverma

You look different
when you receive a huge
amount of love under crescent moon.

The baby kiss stops the
air amidst the leaves of roses
under black and blue sky.

Listen to darkness when
sun dips in crimson fog and
beautiful words disappear.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 5th, 2024 19:57
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 8
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