Balasubramanian
In the crimson sliver
In the crimson sliver
~ Poem by a poet in Love
In the crimson sliver of the morning sun,
In the never ending tides of the dark silver ocean,
In the constant buzz of the cool white breeze,
In the instant fuss of an infant's smile,
In the wet foliage of the dense green forest,
And beyond the breast of the beautiful blue mountains,
You will find my love buried in the deepest grains of sand.
Bala (Dedicated to my wife for now and for ever)
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