it has crossed all the blazing stairs,
day by day, the density of passion
has been exceeded to touch
the horizon line, the chortle of
Ocean couldn't mute
the fermentation,
on the labia
of coast,
I accepted your disintegrated persona
the pain itself became medication,
do not ask my integral friend
about the conjuration of
fire and water, all the
auguries of sky
were hollow,
as you
have clung to my life in a way that the sky,
itself was folded in the arms, now
the phase of the season waits for
our gesture, to change the
the mood of nature, squirm
of two souls often
creates the
moist
dream in the silence of sweet midnight,
-- SHANTANU SANYAL
painting by – passion - Jeff White
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
