Everything moved, the earth made a countless trip around the sun, many novae burned and vanished into oblivion and the moon morphed many times to the luring crescent to the darkness of blue moon night But this heart didn’t move, and it remained frozen with hollow sorry staring through the mist-laden windowsill for you to arrive Copyright © Shantanu Baruah Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Shantanu Baruah, ckonfab.com, and afflatuz.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content