Category : Poems

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my lyre to which passion grants 
some strange sensations and rhythms 
recites lonely night,the cerulean sky,
curiously lustering galaxies,incessant 
splashes of love greeting,out of my 
spirit there bellows sweet surges,
indomitable pressure of desires,that 
touch and taste and melt,my dearest,
i seem to feel your pungent scent and 
the wholesome of you stretches out 
to me your pulsating adolescence,
stream of life redolent suffusing,apparently 
every bits of being yearning to die in other,
so much luminous and drawing,as every 
oceans of an urge meet each other to have,
we convey the impetuous eagerness and 
the warmfullness of our earthly love,this night.