Vision

Each morning after sunrise
we, majestic lovers lying in bed
luxuriate lickerish demands twice
reminded of yester glamorous sunset

Flying skywards without reproach
with closed eyes walking on skyline
when balance depends on gentle touch
of our lips and mignon drops of rain

Lets go slip away from trite reality
we, faithful youngsters of independence
hand in hand living in the name of liberty
with honest aims, love and fond sense.

Loving mirthquake beyond control,
we, elegant couple with secret treasure,
always being so high in mutual shivery,
kept in tender touches & pleasure.

I am that despondent man on lonely bench,
being so deep in love, for others insane,
overcast with sadness of messy scene.

Vagrant soul feels morose inside amorous body
when every cell breathes pain,
face of destiny is sanguinary & cloudy
thence I cant this sufferance sustain!

Look at my shirt its getting red
our separation many wounds create
from longing heart blood just bled
when you want from my life to evaporate...

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