In the moonlight your hooked tongue snakelike in a mandala song soaking myriads of paths in my mind and yours sweat dropping tamarisk laden with humid rain the open tentacles of desire in a diadem……..
the sigh, the pain, the crimson merged in a mantra and a concerto then the winds in schisms of pain and pleasure
raptorial candles tried pilfering remnants of moments that failed to move with felt time.
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Lunar Mantra by Saberi Roy