On a corner of my mind’s canvas
When your elegant visage flashes,
Everything around seems lustrous,
Radiating all around so much love
And affection. So nice and coveted!
And up until your face does appear,
Everything looks so dull, lustreless,
That I keep waiting and waiting,
Gazing at the sky in search of a moon,
An ambient moon that your face is.
Dhaka
01July 2015
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