Sin of my loin
Oh! sin, today you've touched me
On the sandy dunes of the beach,
You have caressed me with your purple lips-
A foreplay to a song long forgotten.
Stay tonight- in the breeze from the island,
In fragrance of falling petals of time to be.
Tonight, I will cross the sea with your torso
on my shoulder. I shall touch the eyes of god
with you rushing in my blood, blue with desire.
Blind is the night, touch me with soft seductive touch-
Stay for tonight in the rain, sleep with me till the sunlight
bathes you in the purple desire, the earth oozing a fecund
scent, behind the bush a snake is mad, it raises its head
to strike, I will open my soul to the sky today.
poem by Aloke Mukherjee
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