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once again
a piece of my flesh died
on a bed of moon dust
I made love to death

the ash remaining
on my lips forever
singing a lullaby
to hungry birds

and all I wanted
was to collect my tears
in the glass bottle
of your perfume

(First published in Qutub Minar Review, India)

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