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 Nov 2014 soumya mandal
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To be locked in a room.
Just me and just you.
To make the whole world bloom,
only for us two.

Drinking words from your voice,
being satiated by your sight.
A glorious rejoice,
that could last the whole short night.

And then, maybe, along the hours
my skin could feast with yours.
If we where in the same room.
Without the moon and the stars
Night sky shrouded in mystery
What’s conspiring behind the clouds
Spectators awaiting the show
Yet, the stage is not adorned

— The End —