Hello . . . this is Joe. Welcome to A Daily Drabble. Please add 100 words of prose or poetry as a comment on any date you want and in any order you want. Please reply on the drabbles you like. I'll moderate the comments at night, and they'll appear the next day. This is for everyone!
I thought I saw ya at the Brihadisvara with jasmine garlands in your hair. You were letting it show, your salwar kameez was low—you’d captured the eyes of all the guys. Your amma saw me lurking near and your brother drove me away, but I stood by the gate and watched you all day. I may be the wrong caste and I have forty Rupees to my name—but my love is a fire of wild desire and you dear fan the flame. So tell your appa, I’ll soon be dropping by. You can’t avoid the boy from Madurai.
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