Little gem of night

The lights dimmed and fallen mistakenly silent

there was a push from buff seemingly going on undercurrents

of water and blue night was teasingly cherry like

There stood she hardly looking away, there she

stood for a minute and then vanished into an idyllic ghetto

for a warning I waited and then continued my life as

usual alone in the wake of laughter I hear silence

and her song coming out of ghetto, a misery under sun baked days

of hard nature.


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