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Artsy Endearing

The fragrance of your aura
and how it seems to pacify me
A drop of your intoxicating demure
and I am lured past reality
Snared in this strangely quite den
of my own solitude bliss
Where a web of intricately woven dreams
blows gently in the wind
No curtain of chiffon veils me
from thou full glory
No hair net constraints
my wild wisps of imagination
As I urge your fingers to run
through my thoughts
And calm the nerve of my wanton needs

01-Jan-2000

More By  :  Trupti Derashri

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