As you speak I hear you tendered
Your words smooching sweet
so your thought whistles to the grin
being triggered by your dream.
to over power me in all countenances
when revered by your lustful craving
like swelling of the sea high splashing
impinged by the tide in moonlit night.
if you cannot trust me for a while
you may not see me thrumming
on your lips in your dream spouting
as promised by the clock tickling.
the darkness may wrap us into the emptiness
keeping us veiled like dark clouds to the sun
so our love in its room would be ragged to ruin
like a whining bird out of its own delusion.
lest you may be riled upon your love
hurting me hurtful rocking you within too
as I would lambaste of my love to the wind
kissing the dream yet touching your swing.
when I become dreamless in ensuing spring
and your belief starts to deter you apart dithering
your desire deny you of my love yet bewailing
and our love happens to be a crescent moon
hanging in the hinges of the sky yet defiled.
Dr subhendu kar
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