O, how it was that
in freezing embrace:
a butterfly touch!
Then comes a fall
from your almond eyes.
Cascading tears.
A silken knife
peels of the edge, of -
question mark.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: June 18th, 2016 23:52
- Category: Nature
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