January 4th

Today I saw a friend
for lunch.
We talked
two hours away.

Today I smelt
a magical, mystical, moon-lit night
as curls of Jasmine steam
seeped into my senses.

Today I hear stories
of what education was like
in India
long ago.

Today I tasted warm, sweet cream
which escapes crunchy confinements
only to be imprisoned once more
inside my mouth.

Today I felt peace,
as the worries of past days
leave me
through uttered conversations.

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