I feel you in my soul, in the existence,
from veins to pulsation, from
sentience to dormancy,
in unfathomable
depth !
where you do not exist, in the pain - -
in the respite, from talismanic
effect to toxic truth, as
intense musk,
your love
is hidden in the mysterious depth of - -
omphalos ! the passion moves
rapidly in the trail of misty
silvan path, as injured
black buck,
thirsty
and exhausted in search of blissful - -
lake, perhaps that's existing
around your eyes - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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