.....DEEP DARK AND DENCE....
We were together and the loneliness we both shared was an experiment, new...
Your eyes were big with invitation to enter into you was as clear as morning dew....
The clouds were deep dark and dense, it was sweet to drench in the rain...
It is the fact that I was with you, Monalisa I am haunted again and again..
The smile, the simplicity in it and the charm it brings to your exalted face...
To listen to you with eagerness of the centuries, I am always at the race..
The charm ultimate with fullness of the heart let me drink the whole of your red lips...
The plaits of long hairs I am lost in Monalisa, to kiss the black cobras let me have your tips...
©® SACHIDANANDA MISHRA
We were together and the loneliness we both shared was an experiment, new...
Your eyes were big with invitation to enter into you was as clear as morning dew....
The clouds were deep dark and dense, it was sweet to drench in the rain...
It is the fact that I was with you, Monalisa I am haunted again and again..
The smile, the simplicity in it and the charm it brings to your exalted face...
To listen to you with eagerness of the centuries, I am always at the race..
The charm ultimate with fullness of the heart let me drink the whole of your red lips...
The plaits of long hairs I am lost in Monalisa, to kiss the black cobras let me have your tips...
©® SACHIDANANDA MISHRA
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