Monday 3 June 2013

FELO-DE-SE DESIRE - -

the deadly silence of the night, far stretched 
moonlight, sweet scented breath, and
you're so close to the soul, in 
such moment if, fortitude 
crosses the ethical
line, do not 
blame 
me, 
just now asleep sentiment has changed the 
direction, without foreboding the storm, 
doesn't know the passing map !
nobody knows the future -
prediction, let me 
to think for a
while -
that, I'll touch or not the igneous mirage, in - -
your smoldering lips, some felo-de-se -
desires are emerging with the
mysterious appeal - - 
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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