Night opens itself layer after layer
I dive into its mysteries.
Only question galore
But answers afar……
Asked my thoughts to travel to you
Unveil my yearnings and ask for your
The expressed feelings are sweet
Unexpressed are sweeter !
Hidden mysteries are very simple
But man doesn’t want to accept this.
Winter’s warm fire stokes Eros
Erotic rhymes burst out
Nightingale picks up one,
Sings on the yonder cathedral of LOVE.
This cloak made of magic thread of love
Let us cover with it , hug, and dissolve into
One flow of divine orgasm.
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