Reshma Ramesh Poems

Bold round watermelon
ripe
as a woman's breast.
Born in
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The reflections in illusions
like music in water
when the colours in white
write about the night
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Do you think I have forgotten?
How just ever so slow your kisses
Unfurl the tender mornings
On a day that doesn’t arrive
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It aint my fault you call me The temptress
They say 'beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder'
Thoughts of love why do you smolder?
It aint my fault you walked this way
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Sliding fingers
in my hair
gripped and let go
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For the ecstasy you want
I pour from my soulful eyes
Unending love
As you lower your gaze
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The longest poem I wanted to pen
in your love
but
I could not find that much ink…….
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