Passion clouds fill up my sky
Pouring love incessantly; As the planet's lust gets satiated My own desires get the better of me. As I sip from my passion cup My mind takes a flight of fantasy; As I watch you dance in the rain My love drenches you silently. Fairy bird all wet in love You walk mercilessly towards me; Each step of yours brews a thunderstrom I cannot contain my ecstacy. As we submerge in passion flood The rainfall intensifies outside; The sound of rain, the smell of earth A concoction that leaves us inebriate. |
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Published in the Assam Tribune, Horizon, on 24th July 2015
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© Bedanta Choudhury
© Bedanta Choudhury
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