Dearest December… Poem by Remya Sasindran
Dearest December…
I remember a marble mausoleum
once grand
humbled
as you stood before its might
beautifully human
I remember a cold city
cinnamon scented
and coffee colored
hazy with mist
and magic
I remember a warm room
with words etched on its walls
(a door that spoke)
and a sweet moment
our minds painted
as the world slept
Sunday, January 11, 2009
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4/26/2024 12:19:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
warm moments are beautifully etched in the poem..