Rest-awhile is code-name
for tryst
adventure
and other indulgences;
so I’ve heard.
But dew drop and quivering,
wind-shake and showering,
the delicate of delicacy
lipping of moment
in a world of bite and rip
that’s love too:
indescribable,
moment-made
moment-driven
lost in the union
of sun-drop and dew.
[*Inspired by this photograph by Hiranya Malwatta]
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