Sep 2017
There is a dream
Most beautiful of all.
To touch it once for all
longing night burns
down reduces into kohl.
Everyday scurries to this
swarthy twilight black hole.
Most beautiful of all.
To touch it once for all
longing night burns
down reduces into kohl.
Everyday scurries to this
swarthy twilight black hole.
(M/London UK)
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