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May 2020
The rooftop maroons
to a magnanimous rain
a nostalgia rises
with the petrichor
I’m back in the floret
of our amaranthine love
so beautifully arranged
against each other
no spaces in-between
adorning each other
with magnetized hands
flourishing
to the sound of the rain
your skin
a perfumed soul
your soul
upon my skin, worn
your body
a pilgrimage
from which I’ve never returned
Written by
ChronicSage  F
(F)   
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     ---, Pradip Chattopadhyay and ---
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