Saturday, 17 August 2024

love in all times

Even in the face of death
There is no sorrow
Because you are here,
Here in my nest.
No sorrow touches me
Because your touch
Is my very snare.
Me a mare,
You a strong stallion 
Running in the orchards
Of time, beauty
In the dark,
Beautiful you
All day!
-- Doel Sengupta

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