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Apr 2020
I want to melt into
A beautiful place
Where nature burns
And the water cools the trees
Like the wind hastens a candle to a halt
The fire burns in your legs
A numbness in my fingers
Stops me as I press my ears
Against the wall
I want to melt into
Your bedroom and hide under the covers
That covers your *******
And protects your virginity
Eroding rocks turn to desert sand
Weather touches your neck
My lips thirst for some cool breeze
A zephyr climbs through your heights
Like a deafening silence washes on a battlefield
The desert is hotter than the sun
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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