Comments about Awsaaf Ali
Love In Infinity
In the wild dimensions where the love raced into infinity,
There she whispers from the black hole, 'love is just another name for curiosity...'
Tasting the sound that drops from her lip,
There it licked the light under that shade of the gallows...
When the tears dried on the banks of the dead ocean,
The rocks rested with the air in the cave of ice...
Repeated blisses, on those lips, those repeated kisses froze,