මගේ කවිය නුඹ

You, My Poem
I count the syllables
of your laughter
and wait for the line breaks
of your long deep breaths.
I may be a writer
but you are a poem
and you spill out like ink
onto the paper of our days.

-Tyler Knott Gregson

Dinamina Wasath sulanga, 13/12/2016