Eila Mahima Jaipaul
Night - Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul
it doesn't end...
that wanting to breathe
where you breathe
and fluttered wings
only remind me of your lips.
light, on or off
to stop these hypocritical moths
circumstance and events
come and go
hazes in clarity and darkness
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