Sunday, June 19, 2016

Sweet little death…!

She came with a warning
‘Temptation of love kills’
And yet he chose to taste her
A mouthful, for only if he knew
He would be addicted to such death
As if a beautiful dream broken halfway
For she would linger on his body
As those droplets of sweat on a humid day
As if to realize this penultimate night
Is going to stay alone, as if forever
For he would crave every single touch
Of her lips, only to die and again
And pity a moment, only to exaggerate another,
Of what it means to have such a lover
For only if he knew of her longing
Being such irresistible delicacy
And as precious, as last few drops
Of scotch on a lonely night, and
Holding on to her would only bring a pain
As passionate as a memory
Of that first kiss they had...

Praveen Parasar

19/06/2016

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