# Lips Poem by Shamik Kumar Bose

You know rhythms can never die!

Love open eyes inside thy petals
And the blithe moon pours her softening milks inside your crimsons
They all kiss you, love you,
Then liberate inside one whisper.
You ask questions like no one.
You implant emotions like no one.
Can you also hear the tremblings inside hearts?
Like your two crimson petals that tremble inside expectation,
And you amuse.
You smile
You pout in silence.
A flame flickers inside you
Like a snake's tongue
Within you a king’s valor like a meek submission!
Love’s penultimate rejoices!
You whisper
Like two serpents in fluorescent joy!
To an eternal sigh!

Shamik Bose 5th May 2010 Calcutta