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Articles: Poetry | Aesthetic instinct in secrecy
- Mrs. udaya reddy
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In the light of a dark night..
The sparkle in your eyes..
The exploitation is charismatic..
And you reasoned it as exploration..
Sun's rays never touched beyond..
But your warm breath titillated me all through..
Derisive warrior invading and intruding..
Tense whispers of me that i'm lost..you had no mercy..
The struggle persisted..
Petals taking off from the core..
I'm breathless and your shyless..
The rest is forgotten and forgiven..for the love made..
Twisting and whirling..
Nature turned a girl into woman..
All of a sudden..
I opened my eyes to find me hugging a pillow...
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