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Let’s dance

To the rest of of the world, dark and light met in secret. If the world had been seeing closely, these two always met where shadow, their cousin, was.

Behind the curve of the leaf. Beneath the paw of the leopard. Under the momentary home provided by the snake’s tongue.

Where the wind took the cloud.

They met everywhere they could. Not for them any secrets from each other. Not that they cared.

They danced constantly, like the water and the sand. For you and i are, because we are.


Published by appamprawns

soni writes about children and people in controlled spaces, in his quest for appam stew. homi writes in the hope of being able to buy prawns to make patiyo.

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