the faded memory lane,
some mysterious
susurration,
some
soft reverberation coming back
from the river edge, you're
standing on one end
and in the
other
was awaiting morning, all night I
was simply confused, the
glamour of light and
shadow has
its own
beauty, your love is somewhere
rising in the skyline, in last
o'clock, I've surrendered
the body and the
restless
soul, now, I'm feeling complete -
relief, slowly, the dominion
of your fragrant breath
is apparent in my
persona.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
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