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May 2015
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Raindrops trickle on a parched forest's brow
Then form translucent puddles in its waist.
Dappled reflections kiss your blushed cheek;
Finger prisms of a moment's dreamy grace.

In the streamlets, your contour takes shape,
Eyes that gaze with wing tips benign
As blooms synchronised on river flow
Summer showers caress your sleepy fields.


 

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