THE INVISIBLE UMBRA
on the auricle wall, no more lattice moonlight,
leafless bougainvillea vine retained some
pale bloom, even that, chest has
reserved some lip prints,
bustling touch, cozy
feelings, the
lively
aroma in the crinkle of bed sheet, or pillow
cover's embroidered flowers scattering,
the ebrious scent, that's image
perceived or invisible
attachment, in
the mirror
isn't
you, still smiling with compelling dalliance !
the hypnosis mystery of night, wasn't
hidden in your eyes, isn't true
that you brought me; in
the land of extreme
ecstasy; where
life gets
fire bathe; a completeness of masculinity, it's
so difficult to remove the soul from body,
the endless reciprocal equation
your love goes through the
breathing all the time;
as the some
invisible
umbra eclipses the persona - - -
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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