My First Poem

She is my first poem

I read her to enjoy the life

Her beauty is the metaphor  of the nature

I mingled in it to reach the peak of lust

Her talks are rhythm

I  memorised them to recreate my desires

Herface is beauty pool

I dwelled in it to refresh my thoughts

My collection starts from her

and will end only with her..

 

SAKTHIRAVICHANDRAN
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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