The sun pours
Scattering coins on the shadow splashed floor.
Words halt
At a drowsy semicolon,
And balcony slowly closes eyes
On her favourite easy-chair.
The noon grows wings;
Chases day dreams.
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Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Afternoon
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