Bewteen You And Me: I Poem by indira babbellapati

Bewteen You And Me: I

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An abstract evening
Lungs drew in
The smell of dusk:
Vehicular exhaust
Fuming oil
And extra brewed tea too

On the side walk
You allowed me to hold your hand

We jumped from one side walk to the other

Won't you hold mine, I asked
But I allowed you to hold mine...
You replied contemplating
Your next step...

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indira babbellapati

indira babbellapati

visakhapatnam, india
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