Inexorable bliss


Haunt my soul with your love rare

sigh not at its refusal

and for its agitated dare

scar it and lay it bare

and then come and hold me

I will want to dance freely.

Scar my harmony

slit my peace

let’s haunt for that lovely bliss.

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About jyoti

with her trailing gaze the shy maverick clings on and through the supple foreplay of her aesthetic sense and a beatific smile insatiates the mellifluous melange!! View all posts by jyoti

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