Journey - Poem by Ashraful Musaddeq
Let's start from nail
Finger is the pathway to reach the palm.
Warm fingers caress warm fingers
Palm kisses palm
While wrist sleeps on wrist.
Let's restart from hand
Elbow is the road to access arm.
Mild hand touches mild hand like creeper
Desire jumps into the pond of demand
Situation demands more and more.
Let's have some rest at armpit now-
Where both the passageway is soft.
Book 'Firefly Can't Make a Day' February 2008
Rhythm Publishers, Dhaka, Bangladesh
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