Mishka Allport - Ratri

Calls to me;
to sip a tea;
smell a glee;
not be free.

Cease to be?
-silly plea?
a windy lee?
Bodhi tree?

Borders we;
away to sea;
and to flee;
loss of gree;

Where is he?
love is she?

Mishka Allport

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