Tuesday, 8 April 2014

APRIL 2014

OF THE MOON AND LOVE


I didn’t know

The Moon would

Tell me stories

Even now

In a different language...

In his mother’s tongue?

We both knew

Though, there was a space,

In between the hills

Where the snake lives

In its slimy coat

To slither over the

Seeds?

We had sown them,

Remember?

In the fields....

One mystic  night?

But with our hearts

Abandon

Moon said, “If only you knew.”


I knew, I know

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