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Mar 2016
A radiating art poured down her fingertips.
i lost the decency of my mind with just one glance of her lips.
i wanted to succumb into her like the paint on her art.
her beauty was so painful that it pierced my heart.
she was close a breath and as far as God.
I lied next to her longing to talk ,
but all we
exchanged was the silence,
wondering if that was odd* !
Asim Javid
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     Nicky, AM, --- and Asim Javid
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