existed, like the lotus
bud of shuddering
morning of
winter,
waiting for my amour proposal
in the mist, hiding the
mystic aroma of
infinite love,
in my
subconscious your nonpareil -
beauty is ruling in the
monolithic way !
my persona
wants to
mingle into the soft ray of the sun
in this way, it can touch
the inner shrine of your
heart with complete
devotion - -
* *
— SHANTANU SANYAL.
