Her Riversi
dark smell of
chlorophyll
overripe
mangoes
to a pulp
crush on
the golden strands
virgin fingers
entrap
kindness is a journey
through the burnt
fields of poppy
encircling the
ruined temples
of passionate
love
her rivers reach
into
deep lakes of
wants
under the
calm surface
of peace
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