I am suffering from fever
My love for you is not over
Your image always mirrors in my mind
I caress you like an invisible wind.

You are a moon in the sky of my heart
I dream of you when eyes are shut
You are my waking dream
In you I dissolve like ice cream.

You breathe an infected air
My passion you burn with care
Like a dew on the morning grass
You cede to your Byronic crush.

Moloy Bhattacharya

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