Someone Knocks At The Door - 10
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Subhas Chandra Chakra
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Her petal eyes
dazzled with
lusty looks
that gazed
far at the end
of her horizon
of endless quest
for her lover's
shadows on her
bed of dreams
long since
the days of
the cold winter.
That moment
began
with a rush of
urges in the veins,
waves of
recurring desire
surged again and again.
She was in his arms
warm with passion
there were imprints
all the way, of kisses
on her petal cheeks
lip-locked with His
And she loved
to forget her,
her own existence.
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