May 2016
Like the melting of
Sun’s burning
Vermilion
On the azure
Breast of ocean,
My soul’s
Ignited desire
Finds serenity
Inside
The sacred mirror
Of your
Ever-spring eyes.
Sun’s burning
Vermilion
On the azure
Breast of ocean,
My soul’s
Ignited desire
Finds serenity
Inside
The sacred mirror
Of your
Ever-spring eyes.
(India)
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