In My Blood Poem by Arvind Srivastava

In My Blood

Your memories swirl in my blood.
A moon has wandered into the tunnel of night.
The stars have gossiped.
The clouds' spirits are down.
The universe is filled with noise.
And our love has become dangerous...
Why not?
Between lovers,
the exchange of books has ended!
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[Photo of Sentosa during a trip to Singapore]

In My Blood
Sunday, July 19, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: books,clouds
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Between lovers, the exchange of books has ended!
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