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Naveen Kumar May 2020
She is making tea for her poet-husband.
Wondering what her husband is writing.
Once he wrote "Charm floats on her cheeks,
like a paper boat on the water.
Dipping and dancing."
Or maybe he is writing something ***** on her.
Like once he wrote -
"Between her thighs is the temple
where I belong."

She is making tea for her poet-husband
thinking he wants to impress her again.
She can hear his pen tapping his teeth.
But she can not see whisky on his table and
she can not see he is watching her sister
as he writes.
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Naveen Kumar May 2020
There is a goldfish
living in a shoe.
Afraid to get out
and see the sky blue.

There is a goldfish
living in a shoe.
Who once lived in water
which is blue.
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Naveen Kumar May 2020
Send your love flying
for my soul is wearing gaunt
without your heavenly face.

In this heart of the night,
your thoughts are glowing bright
tie words some wings tight.

Send your words flying
for the song of the river
of your thoughts flowing.

For my dry soul of crying,
for your presence is skiving,
send your love flying.

When the moon is still shining
above the mountains and rain,
send a kiss over the pines.

A kiss of your fairy lips
and dreamy eyes of a smile.
For my heart is bursting in solitude.

For my eyes waiting for your love
to rest them in this night,
Send your love flying.

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