Secret Lover

by Prof. Bolloju Baba

When alone,

I speak to the cowry
that I found long back
on a sandy shore.

I sing many songs in the language
Only she can understand

We whisper in low voices
Only we can hear

Cowry and I
become a pair of birds
And roam on the sandy lip of Sea

I have a suspicion since long
That Someone is watching us.

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