Gravitation Poem by Satish Verma

Gravitation



Erotica will seduce
the walking fern. Between stamens
and stigma style sways.

The pollens have something
to say to the moon. Why is moonlight
opening the eyes of blue china rose?

This was very incredible.
Love has many faces. But the
obsession always bites cobra.

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