Friday, 9 August 2013

Pour A Little Winter In My Coffee

"The exploding vulnerability,
Of the night,
When it stands at its darkest, 
Right before the dawn,
Dangling like a lost lover,
When the roads barren,
And the sky hushed,
The world seems bigger,
Enhanced by the moonlight,
Looking of past, holding the essence of  the nameless,
Don't blame the virgin night,
It does not engulf,
It invites you in, to fill it in,
With your secrets,
Protecting you every step of the way, 
The night retrospects,
In its obscurity,
Lies its unkempt beauty,
Exactly how a woman looks dishevelled,
In the morning light, 
Pouring winter into her coffee."

Retrospecting, yet again,

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