A face that drifts
Drifts you way past the galaxy
Milky way evades the mosaic of your melancholy
The song you are singing
For millions of yesteryears
Beneath the orange moon
The girl with crooked teeth
And the glistening placid eyes,,,
Whispers in your ear
" I love the smell of your breath "
A blatant lie that crushed
Two pairs of lips
Ground and mutilated
The archaic smell of hasnuhana ...
The love melted the evening moon ,
at 9pm,, It was raining on southern avenue.. Lipstick clad nimblers
Went back early that evening,,
They thick air from lake
Caressed your jealous lips
Your poisoned a throbbing heart..
31st April
Jaipur
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