reinvention of my prose...by your music...

One evening
For a metro ride
You to me sent the invite...
And I came to sit
Vis-a-vis you by the setting sun lit
And watched you...

Just you I watched
By you I got torched...
Like a sanguine river
I rowed up and down with fever...
One evening
In a metro fast
Gliding up the stream
Of my youthful lust...

Felt like touching your secrets
My eyes your cliffs only met...
Felt like savoring your all
Into you I took a mighty fall...
One evening
In a metro cubicle
Into your crevice
I the voyeur fell...

You said nothing-
You just sat up close-
With a promise of music
You reinvented my banal prose...

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