1.
A body
lives in my pocket
I fathered a hundred moons.
2.
You touch me
with wet nose
I know you have come.
3.
The golden grapes
on your tongue
were very sweet.
4.
Illusion
becomes a squatter
I will peel off the tangerines.
5.
It was
A gold mine, at night
hissing on snake.
Satish Verma
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-scenes/
