THE TOUCH - -

In that wet night, you were -
somewhere in my
heart, a little
worried,
some self-effacing, a little - -
shrinking in yourself
alike the wild
stream
of summer shrinking in itself,
it's difficult to say that how
you've searched the
hidden edge in
my breath,
the life
just looked your blooming - -
persona in the mirror
of conscience,
and forgot
the
world, and the path of gloom.

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
 
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The Art of Julia C. R. Gray