Something Dressy
A kingfisher
would like to have no borders,
no moongates.
*
Sleep not, when
the moon rises. I will call
the moonflower.
*
The dusk
has a short vision of
a crescent moon.
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2015
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