Pramila Davidson - If I could

If I could, I'd touch the heart of bliss,
count the veins on a falling leaf,
catch a cloud from a brooding indigo sky,

clear a path through the cobwebs of my mind,
web a truant heart.

but I am only a woman,
and my mind is confused and veiled with milk.

Pramila Davidson

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