Chanting your name is my ritual
My silence wears the dress of your desire
In the sea of imagination
My silence grows as corals
The tulips of my voice smiles
The shadows of voice encircling me
Hymns emerge from your eyes’ light
Lock and hold the rebellious desires
In the coffin of eternal silence,
Virginity slits and wails
The orange moon shower the honey of love.

Seema Devi…..2/27/15

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