THE ASSIMILATION - -

Do not know, where was paused -
the fragrant dream of your
eyes, even today in
this moment,
you're
emerging as the flickering horizon
of winter end, somewhere in my
breath, you're retracing the
moonlit clasp of mid -
night spring ! do
not why,
you're still comprising my persona
in your innermost, that's the
extreme zenith of love
or it's the pylon to
the rendezvous
of souls - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL