After the fall of dusk
As it’s dark everywhere
With stars twinkling in sky
Pale moon chuckling at me
In the deepening still of night
My body start aching
With the desires burning
Hands eager to hold you tight
To feel the flames of your curves.
As if rhyme & rhythm of time
So also my breath & pulse stops
In the still and chill of darkness
My weary and fatigued arms ache
In a futile search of yours
Where else I immerse this flame
Of my burning body and desire
If not in the fire & flame
Of your seraphic body and soul.
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