I immerse myself <br />in the deathliness of the night, <br />touch her bruised heart, <br />become one with her grief. <br />And she expresses me, <br />in the anguish, <br />of the incompleteness of her oceans. <br />...And awash with a holy sorrow, <br />in the profundity of her dewdrops.<br /><br />Sarvesh Kulkarni<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tryst-with-night/
