Foursome Poem by Satish Verma

Foursome



A complex ego:
lips on a flame
like Kama Sutra.

Starless night
to probe a moon
going downhill.

A needle in hay
protects the wound
of a kiss.

Portrait was incomplete
without pilot
to fly a plane:

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