Blackened Seeds
A hot body
was a hymn to the night.
I will drink
the moonlight.
In December-
a poem ? Words freeze
in full bloom. The
corona becomes blue.
A rose bud breached.
Beast was out.
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2015
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