Night - Poem by Sunil Uniyal
restless wakeful is the Night
let us make a virtue of her restlessness
heart to heart
dermis to dermis
caress to caress
uncaging our simmering passions for a flight!
deep in slumber is the Night
her hair dishevell'd body bare and outstretched
let us shake her fast by her moonlit head
and then hold together
'gainst her pelvic might!
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