A Moon Dance Poem by Satish Verma
A Moon Dance
The unnarrated you.
Untold and green. There were drops
of blood on the yellow jasmines.
Salt of your hands
kisses the tenderness of my prayers.
Roll me once on four- leaf clovers.
Your name was a temple.
You will lit my soul to witness the
golden truth of exiled poetica.
Wednesday, November 25, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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5/1/2024 6:17:12 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Lovely metaphor. This is one i think i deciphered. A girl come of age?