Neonate

Becoming polar. 
The climax comes 
without end.

The physical 
intimacy of headliners ?
You were not reaching anywhere.

Pretty large 
was the near-view.
Eons ago there was a neoclassicism.

The core intensity 
was golden. 
But circumference was ambulatory.

Planets will watch 
the rover 
for the final descent of god !


Satish Verma
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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