Learning

It was
A body book.
You could read it
without opening the poem.

Savouring
the flavor.
The night was a golden
door to enter.

Into a moon,
and to find the lips of
a hot encounter.
You fall back after a dizzy ride.


Satish Verma
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

Poem

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