Minarets of Memories
Beneath the sea-mist moon, surfing in sage ~
as minarets of chartreuse stars rise,
singing citrus cityscape chords
I feel my footprints waltzing
away from willow waves...
whistling a chorus
of heartbeats which
once whirled in
your scent.
Hear
me
as I
fade in sighs,
twinkling within
silver strands of sand ~
soothing each song of sin,
for, this Ophelia has lived,
knitting kyanite a capellas ~
wilting in a thousand lovelorn suns
and I'm a mere memory, breathing you...
Copyright © Hiya Sharma | Year Posted 2025
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