Friday, November 6, 2009

a terminal saga


gasping breaths
racing heartbeat
you held me like a fragile bud ...

a sip of the velvety liquid
was it your kiss or the wine that intoxicates me ...

hues of passion ...
a lucid memory of a shared de javu

it all began
on the bus ride by twilight
one harsh turn
and I landed on your lap .

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