lost childhood, I again want
to be with you, in your
reweaving of
dream,
among the flock of some nomadic
pigeons, I'm still searching
your unleashing
laughter,
an unbound flight, upwards the - -
sky from the burning earth,
looking for a natural
pleasure,
in your open palm still existed the
touch of colorful butterflies,
in your dream still
inhabited
some swarm of fireflies with the - -
amazing brilliance - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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