Beginning

I am beginning

to forget

the taste of your lips

the salt of your skin

your face of blissful anguish

I am beginning

to forget

the tarmac of your roads,

the sweet of your rains,

the moon of your clear skies

I am beginning

to run

from the grip of your embrace,

from your heady thunder,

from your patriots,

and your numerous lovers

I am beginning

to chase you

from the altar I built,

from the idols I installed,

from the tulsi of my courtyard

I am beginning

to pray for another chain..


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