Thursday, March 10, 2011


Summer night wish for a cold wave
To sweep above the crest of my arced self
As I lay surrendered to myself
Longing for the abandoned love to rescue me
The dark of night fits under my eyes to beautify thee
I look at the new moon and reminisce
The moments we had when we lay under it
You are not long gone how so it feels like ages
Have heard you and felt your breadth
Come and breathe back life on me
My spirit awaits you my holy 

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