Purnima (Full Moon)

My brisk walk along the pier
tenderly interrupted with the glistering shine
in her unsettling sparkling eyes …

Shivering cold, chilly night, and
the moon lit up mysterious on her face
I stood there, with my feet glued to the sidewalk …

I could have said
you are the one I was waiting for eternity
Just stood there, silent, enlightened; and everything illuminated …

— at The Piers, San Francisco.

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