Wild Dreams Poem by Satish Verma

Wild Dreams



This was
a prelude to a prefix.
I want to stretch
my arms
to reach your moon.

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Why did they had
to go,
the night,
the caper,
the moon!

Saturday, December 21, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: moon
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