Under the mosquito net
Shines a thousand skies..
This is where we meet,
-We are
A single shooting star,
Lost in a dense, moist jungle..
When I barely touch you
Stars light up,
When I hold your hand
Kids are giggling,
When I kiss you
I am oceans coming home, from a long way;
When I hug you--
I am four years old..
The sun comes up,
And I am love again.
Your body
Is my temple,
I rub my face
All over and fall free..
I fall from the skies
And rise
And fall
And again
You make me shine again..
Sona ©, February 2008
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