Woman 11 Poem by Ershad Mazumder
Ershad Mazumder
Woman 11
I am a devil poet
I can not compose your beauty
You are composed by God
With His divinity
How can I compose your breasts
When it is much larger than sky
Only God understands
Secrecy of woman
I am a devil poet
Open your closed door
I will taste your honey like a butterfly
Waves of ocean dance
When fullmoon smiles
Your breasts will dance
When my hands will crawl
Through your cleavage.
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