Sunday, 20 August 2017


A FESTIVAL

I could say I'm getting
ready for a celebration,
but it's just another day
spent with you.


I'm putting on my
fanciest gown
to rejoice in the miracle
of our own private paradise.

This temple of two
is big enough
for all shades of colours,
but its favourite
is the colour of the Sun.

Its golden walls
burn bright from within...
Flames are, after all,
our only food and home.

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