In starless night to-
think of you, watching the
moon dying away.
Downy mildew on lips,
like the secret killing
without a sword.
Libidinous
encounter with a spark
for honey-bee.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: August 31st, 2016 04:48
- Category: Nature
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