created vesture of flossy perception, though
on that deadfall, life had the meaning of
born a hundred times, holocaust of persona
was most common, passion rises from
the ash, and I found himself involved into you,
a union of spirits, there was no myth,
cavity of fire, flaming infinity, newly structured
the golden body, prepared to wreath
on the feet of abstract worship of the peerless
love, nevertheless this process wouldn't
succeed to recoil the sandal fragrance into the
inner heart, my desire was largest of the
circle, vast space, could be able to absorb the
ocean, earth, sky, in that nucleus my life
waited for you since creation of breath, feeling
you couldn't complete my masculinity, just
you touched my emerging part of mortal body !
-- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
