HOOD MAN - BLIND - -

let's play again, the game of infancy,
on the threshold I'll be, closed 
eyes, you've to hide 
behind the 
door, 
in that surprised embrace, there - - 
shouldn't be any passionate 
artifice, just decades 
back innocence,
unclouded 
sky !
just try to get my ingenuity, in your - - 
heart, do not think more than 
that, an affinity undefined,
which will fill the 
tears in my 
eyes,
just weep falsely, keeping palm on - -
impish eyes, maybe dramatized
love me again, with same 
guileless, a puerility
more matured
than life,
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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