Premalekhalu: Love notes to the self
Journal, Poetry, Random Notes to the self. And ofcourse, Love Letters
Tuesday, 19 April 2016
My Poet
My poem is mad
Her poet is madness
My poem is fire
Star-crossed desire
It is sweet-dawn mist
night's wet-warm kiss
Her circumspect eyes
So long, good bye
Just forever-miss
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