There is another sky only
it is not called the sky
it is nameless
it is not blue
it is colourless
The one who stares at it
is countryless
is in awe
to discover a realm
where everything undresses
off of its supposedness

naked as it is
it is loved without a name
where the act of love is not called love
where the act is not an act.

11/11/2018

Posted on 11/11/2018
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