Blind is the night
Blind
But fearless
Carefully treading on the stones
Thirty-eight, thirty-nine, forty
Hold the locked doors tight !
The silver knocker
So dull and dusty
Unseen shadows
Slipping through the hinges
Counting the stones
Five, six, seven , eight
Unfelt walls
High or low?
A soft breeze
An invisible window -
Night meets night
Touching each other
In wonder
Finger to finger
Skin to skin
Breadth to breadth
Hold still and watch
The kiss of the nights ….
July 11, 2011
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