Friday, July 26, 2013

Like road like rains...

And like road
Loving life
Loving rains
She came...
She came right there
On my window...
Frosting shape
Blurry dewy cool as if a pool
Forming so monsoony
So soft
So dreamy...

And She came
Moist,
Wet wet
Much like the road grading
To be
A bird...

To
A
Be,
A
State.

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