Phoenix Poem by Jeevan Bhagwat

Phoenix

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I am getting too old to
Write of love,
And yet
Each time you come to me,
Your mouth, a violet
In full bloom
Your eyes, a sanctuary
To fallen stars,

My heart arises
From the ashes of youth,
Rekindled
With the flame of desire.

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