Where sand becomes
silver, you cower...

In my sanctum,
you walk in? like...

Like a tantric I will
gather you and make you sleep...

Clubfoot.
A poet's dilemma...

I cannot understand you.
You walk straight...

There was nothing to hide.
No jewels, no gold. I...

Had wanted it to happen,
without me...

A broken step?
halts me. I move towards...

A weird solatium
was offered by putting...

Make me wild?
weirdly ethereal. An abstract...

Do you remember,
what did I ask you once...

No more partisanship
with hatchet...