the night was of full moon and colours all around me.
your fragrance in the blowing wind and you sitting next to me.
hands on the hand and the heart beats even closer then that.
smell of your hairs all thru my mind.
Even the dead moon seemed full of angels as you were close to me.
blowing wind was singing as they were blowing pass those bamboo bushes.
and the little mist all around was like an incense stick burning.
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