Pink Sari
`When took a dip in Ganga
that pink sari
imbibed a lot of Advaitha.
.....glued to her skin
and lost identity..
became a mound of her mounds
curve of her curves
and dip of her dips.
I knew how euphoric that pinky felt
When dried up and separated from her
......retained her shape.
Copyright © Mydavolu Venkatasesha Sathyanarayana | Year Posted 2011
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