How you slip deftly between my fingers vagrant moonbeams dissolving into sand upon my touch. We know the contrast between heat and warmth. Your presence justifies both. We burned, we raged and we gave each other warmth our silences drenched the firmament dark. We adorned it in stars.
About the Poet:
Prarthana Vijayakumar is a young poet whose work has recently appeared in Minute Magazine. Poetry serves as a window to her soul and she particularly enjoys stormy days by the beach.