Francis Osho Poet I do not know?

And I Touched Her

full moon of summer solstice
breaking the walls of hidden emotions
onder the bushes
passion of simmering under currants
revealed
profound impact of the divine wisdom
night of private reflections
heightening ascensions
patchy drizzle clouds engulf
darkness spread like a 
magic carpet
a dog barked a cat meowed
some bats marched 
through like orphans
velocity of wind wavered
tears dropped down 
her cheeks
a frog jumped over into the
dancing sea
and swallowed a fish
a snake reared his head 
with greed
and .. i .. touched .. her

july 12  6.06 pm

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