Love Game Poem by Soumyendu Halder

Design in every corners. Rest is bordered.
Your love letters are different,
probably you’ve snatched them from the hand of love for me.
Love. Separation. Sex. Nudity. Dreams.
Nowadays i like to undress me.
I look at my body.
How do i keep my lips on my body? I can’t.
Another letter has come. I read it.
You haven’t told me what i should do
if i want to see you.
You love me like the best lover of the earth.
I try to copy.
I’ve understood that nobody can win in love.
I’ve noticed yesterday that the 6th place is laughing.
I’ve warned it once. I’ll not tell it anything again.
Won’t you come to New York? Come.
I’m waiting for you.