Now and thenA Poem by AbhraThis is so much a love song that my body Brazil like sways from the brass in your voice The hum from the sea that seeps somewhat like a twilight breath the sound of words rustling and you break tongues to draw from their breath as you say 'hearts break and hearts wait' The faint congress of guitars reminds me of the drizzling rain and my windows dissolve into Escher's still life and street And sighs open in which the nights come home to fireflies the darkness of kohl lines the waters of Rhone and her arms open only to the moon. © 2013 AbhraReviews
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