Bhang and Renge

STRANGE HOURS

You know that I am a poet of strange hours
I don't forgive or forget..
that I write it all in the verses of memory...
That my love for you endures... that whips me and runs me wild
that your dancing laugh... dazzles me
and that in your eyes of sea water..
I want to immerse myself and not come out

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