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September 13, 2025

44. Politics of Love

you entered

in the room

exactly 

like the morning 

sun rays

 

ran towards me

opening your soft 

quivering lips 

the spectrum of light 

broke inside me

 

like a prism

you coloured my life

 

I need the rays 

every day

to float

 

I shudder

when the sky turns 

an ominous grey