Sometimes, I think of Sun and Moon as Lovers who rarely meet, always chase, and almost always miss one another. But once in a while they do catch up, and they kiss, and the world stares in awe of their eclipse.
Saturday, 29 June 2019
That's how much I love you
O Beloved, you asked me how much I love you once
That day I said tons
But today I have a number which you'll have to count
The drops of rain that fall on monsoon's account
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