![]() Something DressyA Poem by Satish Verma![]() A kingfisher would like to have no borders,![]()
A kingfisher
would like to have no borders, no moongates. * Sleep not, when the moon rises. I will call the moonflower. * The dusk has a short vision of a crescent moon. © 2017 Satish Verma |
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