O My Dear Night Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

O My Dear Night

O my dear night
Can I hold you in a cup
As a simmering liquid and
Drink you as a potion to my delight

Inebriated and gay
Can I rise up high into the
Sky and flow with the cool wind
And with the moon and the stars play

Can I love and kiss you
O my dear nigh and hold
Your slippery frame in my palms
As flowers hold the simmering dew

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