Silky lengthy semi fluid river
originating from her
curvaceous body and the mountain base
residing in her navel so empty and
lifeless, so white yet
the river smells of evergrowing trees of eternal fruits
and my thrill marks as
anticipation to drowning in pure bliss
and cuddle with and wash away my
darkest fantasies yet
like mountain high I swim upwards
searching for a myth,
the legend with
eyes like white
rays of light in the sky
I fly
I fly with wings
born from her soulful life
I fly
just to reach those dreamy lips
so I can see
the legend with the brightest smile
हेर फर्की तिम्रा ती रक्तलिप्त पाथहरु, आज एकान्तमा रगतको आँसु झारिरहेको एक्लो चन्द्रमा भन्दा गाढा छन्। हेर पीडाले गुहार मागिरहेका कोमल माटोमा थचक्क बसि, तिम्रा काला पै...
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