Archive for the month February 2016

Poem : I

I melt into your softness, Plunge into your wetness I dip into you For memories and treasures

Poem : Sundays With Romila

She treads like a whiff of wind Vandalizing scattered newspapers Slithering over a dozen novels Zipped boots and long skirt Crop top and summer hat Romila strains to find her cologne Winter sighs at stark defiance.
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