silent moments, steeped in mist, my
emotion searches your locus,
the opaque passion
or evening
creates
indulgence of livid darkness, in your
promise, I've been left the -
flashing shore of
fireflies, still,
you're
looking with strange, frozen waves
or akin pale moonlight, this
wool - gathering
temper
somewhere, do not take my life, - -
with great difficulty the
sinking breath
learned
the
art of recoup, find out new excuse !
I'm still waiting for you - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
by artist Mary Maxam
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