sky bits

a bit of a sky

sits in my heart

deep in the folds

beneath the aorta

she giggles and smiles

sending waves of joy

rippling through my veins

the finger tips then dance

to a song of its own

a lilt in the walk

a skip and a jump

of a box here

a mound there

a wink

a bounce

a rip roaring laughter

then silence

in the evenings

she dances with me

lulls me to sleep

hugs me sweet

we read a bit

& listen to

Farukh Balsara

his athletic frame

charming face

life is good

in silence deep

just that.

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