Loftiness Poem by Satish Verma

Loftiness



The shades of dawn
under the waning moon
reflect on your face.

The lace trembles―
when you watch the Venus
disrobing in dark.

Confession made.
You wash your feet in
Milky Way.

Tuesday, July 19, 2016
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