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How Much Do I Tell You?
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Satish Verma Dark in dark
I climb your spiral stairs
for the roving eyes,
reading my poems.
Will you pull down
the basil a bit? I want the
restless aroma to spread out
on my pages.
You keep a bloodhound
to track my nomadic thoughts. I wear
your smile in moonlight.
Pry open the hatch of a treasure.
My complete oeuvre was
left for unknown you.
Waves had washed up
a bright moon―
on the golden beach. I was not ready
to turn your face.
