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Apr 2012
You've gone at the break of dawn,**
like a nymph, an apparition from a dream,
dissolves at first light,
the lingerie you left behind,
forgot to take, in your hurry,
bears your sensuous memory;
only touch of reality in the whole affair.
It tacitly tells,  how it remembers
all that transpired between us,
all through last night,
by fluttering  wildly
in the hands of  titillating breeze,
to catch my drooping eyes.
K Balachandran
Written by
K Balachandran  Kerala, India
(Kerala, India)   
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   ---, Lily Mae, Shashank Virkud and ---
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