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The Addictive Loss
That night,
When we came close,
And our body collided,
I knew you where the one,
Your black hair,
Tied neatly,
Sorry,
I disturbed them,
Your hazel eyes,
I kissed them,
Sorry,
I did that wrong,
You got an itch there,
Your firm body,
And the erotic petal,
Sorry,
I ravaged it,
How wonderful,
And big-hearted you are,
You forgot all of it,
But how can I...?
Every night it reckons me,
And I miss you,
Tomorrow...
They will burn me,
My ashes will fly,
Fly with the wind,
To caress you...
poem
by
Vikrant Jog
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