On the Wings of Dance – Sandhya E., Kerala

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untitledI danced

And danced

Bare footed

On the green grass

Each time

Feeling the first touch of your lips

On them.

Because that was only when

They felt bare.

My hair

Then blew to form the strings of violin

A long way to reach you

For you to play

The songs of love

Unheard by everyone else.

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