And when I look to the heavens, The sky bled, With the taste of her nectar, The birds chirped Against the cacophony of her thoughts The tree swayed To the harmony of her breath Along the river stood the wizened mountain Whispering in my ear to enslave her to my hunger
-By Pearl Udham Singh Kataria
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