Longing For a Lifetime


And I saw a dame
with her tresses gracing her petite bod
and her deep blazing eyes
searching in abyss
a design for tomorrow

The thoughts braided
in the crevices of her visage
and her labium with a gentle crack
appeared as if she was raring to talk

Her lyrical fingers
gyrating to the rhythm of her mind
and her lashes
weaving dreams of some beautiful time

She was a poetry with life
a desire with heavenly grace
she was something
in between a dream and reality

And like a true phony tale
she disappeared
leaving behind
an unforgettable fragrance
to be longed for a lifetime

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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