A harvest of love
Ripen in delight's garden
Beyond blue yonder
Dark caves and cold cells
Have no doors to the bounty
Whispers of life soothes
Creation from joy
Passion and pain are its throbs
Rapture of dark night
Silence of her smile
susurration of the wind
star mist of midnight
Whispers of firmament soothes
Touch the folds of night's garment
© 2018 B.S.Saroja
13/04/2018
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