Sunday, 26 June 2016

Miss you

Do you miss being cramped 
In crooked corners of comfort
When breeze curtain lifts its shy veils?

Did darkness enter your heart 
When one after another I tossed 
Every mask I wore that night?

I gifted you my nakedness, my masks, 
all veils and in return, I brought 
a piece of you. Do you miss him too? 









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