Cirrus in the sky,
screening the moon;
Her halo spilling out of its cracks.
Dancing and prancing,
with the stars of reflection;
Through brown in a haze of black
While she shines
in the sky,
the mistress of light;
She gives me,
her longing,
on this dark lonely night
Silent and calm,
Scarred-
-maiden of sin;
Watches
the turmoil
on her polygamic twin.
Careless
and free,
cursed woman in white;
Listening
to her brute
sing out of sight.
And she listens
to his stories ,
waiting in pain;
As I bathe
in her rapture
wishing for rain.
By: Viraj Belgaonkar
Cirrus moon
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Beautiful and the picture helps set a gorgeous mood.
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