Dew-laced

Night’s dream dew-laced in dawn’s light
In the luminescence of a tear’s essence 
Stars’ crystal lustre pales afore sun’s might 
I surrender to the tenderness of their iridescence 
To decode interlude of perceptions to make sense 
I lay my soul bare in the palette of dyes 
As starlight fades in the anthem of birds 
I quiet the tears that rise in my eyes
To paint pages with words that can be heard
Lines rise in rhythm, waiting to be savoured. 




# Choka 

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