As sweet as morning dew.
Morning comes with heaviness
Of the swell of a wanton bull
Burning and hateful are the vernal traces
Boring are the daffodils and the pool
I miss you
I long your enchanting love making
Your smell
As sweet as morning dew..
I long for the smell of your sweat dear
I long for your coupling coo..
By Satchidananda Mishra.
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