The Triangle Of Pubic Hair Poem by Suvro Bhattacharya
The Triangle Of Pubic Hair
no more offer of midnight dreams.
no more share of open kisses.
no more hypothetical land of human rhythm.
underneath your beloved clothes
all my believes lost its way during the journey in the woods.
will you find them deep inside?
will you keep them intact?
will you give them due honor?
everything may not find its way.
only your scent can guide them according.......
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