Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Ambika

The stars, the moon,
a clear sky on a frosty night.
Enough to give me goosebumps.

They appear as ripples.

I capture the stars and the moon.
For a second.
Maybe more.

They throw reflections that reach your room.

But full moon nights.
Are filled with the best lights.
I become the dance floor.
And the moon, a disco ball.


(poster near a swimming pool)

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