Happiness Of A Touchless Bond Poem by Abu Afzal Saleh

Happiness Of A Touchless Bond



If the mind wants, come on
In the raining lazy-afternoon
Smells of Burflower & Pandanusflower
The two of them soaked in the rain.
Abandoned afternoon with plenty rains.
With smells of your wet-hair
I'll touch you a little-touchless!

Happiness is more than the happiness of touch
More happiness here than imagined happiness.

Monday, July 12, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: hair,happiness,rains
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Abu Afzal Saleh

Abu Afzal Saleh

Madna, Chuadanga, Bangladesh.
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