Odyssey

by Satish Verma

I will accept
the curse
of acquisition.

You wear an epic
on the fingers.
I read a virgin.

My shadow joins
the moon at night.
How tall were you?

Hold my arm
once. In terror
I had kissed an old flame.

Death will be
my only landmark.
My journey ends in your arms.

27-Oct-2013

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