Bare not,
Just lie beside,
For tonight
I will not pounce
Nor will I make you stow
My heart with sensual bliss,
I have travelled miles
And shall get some rest
In your arms and
Forget about the thorns
That lanced my flesh once.
The charm of your touch
Will fill them up; slowly,
Your fingers would crawl
Past my dark strands
And I will drowse
And drown
In your brown eyes
Forever.
This poem is very passionate and sensual to me, beautifully written Shouvik! Bravo.
This poem is very passionate and sensual to me, beautifully written Shouvik! Bravo.
This poem is very passionate and sensual to me, beautifully written Shouvik! Bravo.
Sweet poem, agreed with Shika and Nila, this is two sided poetry, sad and joy...you done nicely with your style! _Unwritten Soul
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I would like to translate this poem
The grief and lost love are mingled in such a way, that I can't but tell, wah! Darun likhechhis Shouvik.