Trembling leaf
On its way to galaxy
A momentary stay of
togetherness and exit
Kernel of love
Grow in transition
A nostalgic mark in
the eyeball
Occasional thoughts of
love sparkle in it
Stars do not take
birth in sky
Are borne in the fistful
space of us
When we met
Shake hands in west
way
And depart
Fold them in east mode
I am needle, your
compass
The rest of the
directions
Will be revealed by
our ways
The kiss of yours will
hang like crescent moon
Leaves will be the
dates in the calendar
@satya, (2-6-13)
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