She crooned melodiously to my ear
soft gentle song
sung
to make a child
go to sleep.
Her soft
sonorous song
granted my
tender mind asylum
In gaga would I be
for more than a century.
She nuzzled my
nipple
And my mind
travelled miles
hanged limply on
an empty space
between heaven
and earth.
Would I ever
recuperate from this love tumour?
Her sweat
sprinkled and drizzled;
And my body hair stiffened
and my wrinkles
smoothened
ho! Would I ever
forget this halcyon moment?
Even if I am
battered by rain
And scorched by
sun
Or petrified by
night.
I will not but
stand to say I missed that…
MBA
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