My Roses - Poem by Sudipta Bhattacharyya
Clouds descend upon my eyes;
My heart is darkened,
Waiting for the storms;
The storm once I saw in your face.
But only face......
Now I wish to lie upon
Your soft breasts;
I wish my dark spotted heart
To be soothed forever
By your roses' gentle touch.
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