Season of New Leaves
The yellow season of new leaves
All time past, sunk in monsoon waters
Salty tears of your eyes
Your smell clings to me all day long
Blue bubbles of bygone memories
Your teeth-bites burn on my chest
The gossip of hugging tummies
Monsoon desires cling to your dress
My room smells like a stranger to me
Dreams run like screen-savers of thought
You seem like starless wilderness
Channels zip in pale monotony
All collapses in a single moment
Of feeling one with the land of five rivers
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