Monday, July 07, 2014

when the sky is wet

i remember such nights
as nights expand beyond sight
of never ending feel

as we count numbers
adding one to another
for easy calculation of joy

and we never let it off
as happiness spreads
to the boundary of time

yes the joy
swimming through the night
holding hands through the waves
as bodies were splashed wet

and as the sky share
the moment of joy
it opens a little
to let go the little drops
of never ending wetness
of sensuous lips
of a wet sky.........

.................... dienn

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