I looked for you in her deep blue eyes
I saw you in his crooked smile
You hid in the night market
And there I found you
in our temple the Brahma stirs
and as the world sleeps
he waits for the morning
You did not see me underneath you
You never woke in this rain
I climbed the water tower at dawn
And there I found you
in the still night
in the darkness of our temple
I bathe your feet
and wait for the morning
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Bill Piccolo.
Published on e-Stories.org on 05.05.2007.
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