THE PERFECT MAN - -

the vision, which becomes moistened in - 

others pain, that emotion, which 

melts for alien's happiness,

my heart is restless 

for that match -

less soul,

sometimes lets emerge as twilight clouds, 

above the desert skyline ! sometimes

love me, alike an obsessive 

rain, the limit shouldn't

be only the flesh 

and blood, 

jejune life needs more than that, try to - -

go through inner, the clandestine

consciousness, wake up 

from the hidden cell 

in form of 

unique fragrance, the feeling of absolute 

sempiternal human beings, tame 

me in a way, that vandal 

spirit to be turned 

toward the 

beauty

of conscience, make me in your love - - - 

perfect man - - 

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- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

art  by Joseph McGurl