Partly Said (A Poem On Body Language) - Poem by Shouvik Roy
The forehead whines,
As the index rubs it harsh and tells a tale
Of a serene ire, a strait so dire
Down the veins.
The nose laughs,
When the thumb tickles her curves,
Making the bashful eyes to look away,
And amass sources for a well planned lie
From the fluffy storage above.
The legs shake in a seclusive seduction
By the arms curling above, feeling tough
Thinking rough in an erotic edginess.
The graphic makes for a hysterical phenomenon,
Bearing a eerie version,
Scaring the other person,
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