mine, became the sharp edge,
deranged flow of desire,
allures me again
and again,
it's your
feral love, or abstruse persistence to - -
alter my existence into the fine
sand, whatever is in your
heart, it's up to you,
but beautiful
dreams
always manage to grow with peerless
bloom, on the rugged chest !
often, moonlight has
amplified the
fragrant
emotion, and that's reason, the life - -
waits the collide of unbridled
waves - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Sarah Ellen Reay art 2
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