ON THAT FRAGRANT NIGHT :
that bizarre darkness of moonless,
drizzling night, influenced whole
the life, enticed eyes said,
“whorl of intoxicated
desires towards
the burst,
the corolla of love wants to spill out”
while my nascent perception
had the inadequate horizon,
a terror to premature
summit, the
unknown
barrier of hesitation, didn’t allow to
touch the wine glass on that
moment, I had controlled
the swarming fervor,
while your remark,
ignited the cell
to muscles,
collected the nomadic fragrance, just
answered, “no it’s too early,
just wait till spring, my
love is raw pot, let
it dry in the sun
light, later
into the kiln, after in your obsession !
afterward, how would be the
decoration, depends on
your heart, let me
grow to that
level,
definitely, one day I will saturate the
body and soul together
just wait for that
moonlit night,”
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