a streak of light, the spillage
of passion, adumbral
hypnosis, or
somatic
vase,
decorated by someone with
delicate emotion, you
can say flowers
but it's only
the love,
which bloomed with different
glamour, just feel it, in
the restless
breath,
in the innermost a familiar - -
fragrance plays with
rhythm of heart -
beat, the
sensation goes across mind -
and soul, the moonlit -
dreams sits
silently
on the doorstep, embracing
some glassy promise - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Painting by Brett Humphries
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