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I Sleep Here

rotten fruits, aroma of love, drenching monsoon open windows, drops on faces,love erupts the hidden secrets in your soul spills i am intoxicated with your turbulent love suffocating at times soothing now love is peace war of the peace our tortured bodies entwined in a sacred embrace lips wandering on the surface of your gloom boiling blood calms a little now n takes a turn in the subterranean breath of the silent sea to be, is , now , here floating in the grey clouds of your enigma like a child i sleep here

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Pashang Salehi

Date: 12/10/2015 1:03:00 PM

Francis, I added you to my favorite. You are the only one on my list so far... Keep writing my friend.

Pashang Salehi
Date: 12/11/2015 12:57:00 AM

No my friend, I am in Los Angeles California. I came to United States about 38 years ago. I am originally from Iran.

Francis Osho
Date: 12/10/2015 6:28:00 PM

thats an honor pashang. thank you. r u from india/

Rocco Parisella

Date: 12/5/2015 11:32:00 PM

... Beautiful ... Nice work my friend !

Francis Osho
Date: 12/6/2015 1:14:00 AM

thanks rocco

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 12/4/2015 5:18:00 AM

to be , is, now , here /floating in the grey clouds of your enigma/like a child/i sleep here -Exceptional lines and beautiful poem.

Francis Osho
Date: 12/4/2015 6:45:00 AM

thank you charms for reading and commenting. they call you the romantic queen and coming from you is an honor