Tryst With Winds

I indira babbellapati
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i stood still in the southwest balcony savouring the washed landscape after a brisk monsoon shower for sometime when the heat emnating from my body made me restive i thought it's the day's heat that the rain threw up hitting hard on my sensitive nerves o, no! the unsettling heat turned me into a child playing with fire in sheer boredom after returning from school... from nowhere winds began to blow and i was forced abandon the play lest winds and fire conspire whispering winds sweeping winds uplifting winds i desperately tried holding my body steady against the teasing winds... ha, it's then i knew that i was in fact struggling against the winds of your passion and the fire that burned me was the fire of desire that you kindled... far beyond i spotted a lone bird circling in the sky 31aug2009 21.54hrs

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