When colours fade away...
Like the sound of a horse's gallop...
Distant... invisible... inaudible.
I hear you still
Inside my heart
As my own heartbeat.
But you want to leave...
Like the breath that leaves
My heart and vanishes in thin air.
And so I open up my hands
To let your fingers slip away...
Stagnant water I am...
And you a ship.
And...
I cannot be your harbour.
(C) Ravinder Kaur
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