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Moonfield   Leave a comment

drifting in and out through the sheets
wondering what in your room I am doing
there’s a blank screen in front of me
and an empty slate that I am living

unlit candles fragrant on the bedside
unscheduled delays bringing us closer
echoes of the sarangi in a forgotten place
companion to the silence in our embrace

keep me at the back of your heart
lock that door and keep the key to yourself
and when time cheats you by going too slow
escape indoors to that vast moonfield memory
that exists only for you.

Courtesy Rumi page on Facebook

Posted November 3, 2012 by Deepti G Gujar in nouvelles poèmes

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