One moment you’re walking
on moonbeams, like an angel
then suddenly you turn -
and I see the brilliance
of the sun, in your hair…
Your actions make you
-kindness personified, your
words – they take me home,
These few days you shunned me
they chill me to the bone…
Am I so evil kind one;
That you forsake me so?
Maybe a glance? A handshake?
Or perhaps an impersonal message?
Something to cheer my soul?
- Adi
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