IT'S TOO LATE - -

same that cite, the same recurrence,
unexpired longing, sometimes 
you know, it's so boring,
but you never get
tired, every
moment
in the life, you wants to feel me, the -
seasons follow the clock of 
solstice, the dried leaf
replaces by new,
the changes,
is the 
sign of life, apparel of light covers - - 
beautifully the nudity of gloom,
sometimes deviation or 
delict becomes 
unavoidable
too !
but I surprise, your desire remains - -
stable, sometimes it looks 
that your all dreams 
ends with me, 
and that's
lethal,
do not know, what's linked innermost,
often I think, your love has a -
devastating forecast,
however it's not
possible 
in this moment, steps to return, it's to 
late, the sweet venom has been 
impacted !
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- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by lynn benevento