do not be far away, with demure sense,
here life desires to reach the
acme of inner beauty,
here emotion
demands
the
blooming tenure, endless possession -
every breath sick somewhat, in
each vision waves some
dreams unexplored,
every heart
wants
an inn for restless pulsation, here life -
waits for your silent, professed
love, here conscience
opens the closed
whorl of
tender emotion, persona assimilates
your domination into the body
and soul, later scent
cells unfold the
secret
cavity of extra ordinary fragrance - - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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