Sunday 2 July 2017

SOME DESIRED MOMENTS - -

Some passed drenched moments,
some whispering morning wind,
some familiar fragrance
perhaps, some
memorable
proximity
often
exists as a chronic intoxication - - -
some rainy midnights, the -
touch of some deep
breath, and the
long sweet
tiredness,
often
fills the outcry of the deserted chest,
cannot deny it, that every soul
needs the ointment of
affection, without
desire there's
no life.

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- SHANTANU SANYAL