An enigmatic love poem by Saumya, exclusively for Different Truths.
I last met you…
the nursery wines,
the rollicking riders and the eerie mimes!
The lost flickers…
where lavenders bloom,
Hope I ride faster
to drop you till moon!
Go in the winds or go soon,
I ride the same…
where itching sweeps,
No one there to blame!
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