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THE WOMAN.

in her secret life

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LOVING

Dear you.

Dear You,

In case that you don’t know,

I think I still love you so.

From the days you’re satisfied,

to the days you’re tired,

my heart for you vibrates like:

a calm ocean in a stormy night.

And then time goes

certainly like a boat

floating towards home

where only you know,

until the ending note

of all rhymed love songs,

I’ll still love you so.

Love,

Me.

His.

Darling, your life is dancing
like a rolling dice.

Busy busy til the Sun resides

at the farward skyline-

A celestial straight line

dividing day and night,

dividing you and I.

And the wheel of life

keeps spinning in your mind,

on and on every night.

The wind.

I kept chasing the Sun.

Then, suddenly a wind touched me hair.

His skin was sandy

and his breath was arid.

I remember Him-

the clearest image of all summers.

The sailor.

Yesterday he sailed away

His brave heart kissed silvery waves

Smoke and dust hung in a haze

“Farewell” his lover said.

Onwards he goes from the bay

His lady is the sea and she never betrays

3.000ft in her blue where his anchor stays-

A secret chamber- every night he prays

“God, please let it be today

Always 

til’ my decay”

Suicide.

Unhesitatingly,

I hang myself by a thread of your hair

and let me burnt in the flame of your stare.

Still,

I’m craving for your sins,

etching on my skin,

when the moonlight left a kiss

on the linen sheet

and you got my everything.

Little.

Brightly glow as the sun might

It is still up and timely dies

Shamed by your little light 

Shining through day and night

Guiding this sole weary kind

To his longed-for certain life

Residing by your side.

Count 1-10

1 2 3

Do you miss me?

3 4 5

I want to stay by your side.

4 5 6

Can you hear my heartbeat?

6 7 8

It longs for yours one day.

8 9 10

Be well, my man.

Closer.

I sat on a sunny balcony-

when a bird told me you were now in my country.

My heart. paused.

A sun-drop mingled on the green green leaves.

Coral sun colored my cheeks just suddenly.

“Ah, yes”…my lips murmured secretly,

“He is coming closer to me”.

Letter.

Excuse me, sir.

Could you please pass this letter

to the man that you see in the mirror?

When his life’s getting busier,

tell him to sleep earlier;

tell him not to skip dinner.

‘Cause I don’t want to see his eyes grow darker.

If by chance, he looks at the mirror

and finds you standing there sir.

Please help me pass this letter,

and tell him that I miss my lover.

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