In Starry Dusk
Category: /General/Reflection of your
profile in veiled threat
appears solemnly. I
come down as a hawk to
make my kill.
Lines on forehead were
etched very deep. More possessive,
I wanted every inch-
of your space.
Juxtaposed, I bring
my ghost writing art to surface
to understand your drawing power.
Clouds were creeping
towards the moon. Would not be able
to decide for once, who had-
the irresistible charm. I was
My life had been a reverse print.
The watcher had become
the watched. You were the victor
I was the game.
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