Shaleen Rakesh Poetry
Shaleen Rakesh Poetry
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Hardlight
My love is,
every time,
and always
the first and sacred season
but don’t ask me
who my lover is
I know nothing about him
I only know how to find him again
thanks to love.
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