Thursday, June 14, 2012

on a breezy evening

When the evening is so breezy
And the light post across me is drawing designs easy...

I wish to be-
A non entity...

Then perhaps there would be
No sword hanging upon me
Then perhaps I could to you run
With your hair I could've spun
A mysterious story...

Or would have played with your saree's end
And planted a kiss on your neck's bend...

On an evening so breezy
Soft luminance playing on me lazy...
I wish to be...
A non entity...
An infinite space
full of void...
Playing with you
So much coyed...

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