I am lonely
like few inches of snow
on the mountain peaks
glittering by the bright sunshine —
But I am not flowing
Before I tell you
that I am melting
Do not cry —
I cannot count your tears
on my fingertips.
My love,
we need to melt
if we want to flow.
/malik suhail gulal
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