Nail Polish
NAIL POLISH
Is something special
happens when you read
this ?
my hands are cold to touch
you,leavening my pen
holding you fingers
biting your nails
door of sky is open
with the paired of birds
in the sky,stars are laughing
on me with the rain of sparkle
wind bewitching with the
condiment sentiments of
our love by fire got on my
painting of our freeze moment
colors flow from the height of
mountain to a river to meet your
nail like a shine of it,
smoke of my painting flying
like a butterfly in my heart to see
how your Nails
are looking when you open your eyes
with love all
jagdish bajantri
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