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Candles and Caviar

Writer's picture: Sindhuja Sindhuja


A table for two

Moonlight, the city

That doesn’t sleep

Inspired candles casting glow

The creamy caviar

On the breezy terrace

Perfectly romantic everything

For the lens,

Rose tinted filter

Enhancements

Reality is a hollow

Wider than the

Space between our pillows

Because we’re stuck

In our web of make-believe

The lies we tell ourselves

Are bigger than us

We don’t know

When we will leave here

That is, if.

All we know are

Deceptive smiles

Our fraudulent lives

To make someone feel

Poor about theirs.

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