Desire Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

Desire

Rating: 5.0


Her perfume weaves a hint of tempest.

The blanket hibernating the illusive summers
lights a spark of desire.

He doesn’t open his eyes.

The smoldering fire
would bring him smell of cinders.

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Deep in the depths of desire. Well done my friend!

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