Klimt Kiss
when I saw the Klimt kiss
I felt a fire of bliss
running through my veins
stomach fluttering with butter flies
brain buzzing, I saw the paradise in your glazed eyes
you were in my arms
wrapped around me...
my blanket of life?
or I was a lord of lust
lurking around like a shadow
tenderly toying with its prey?
or it's a sublime ritual of love
before the ecstatic play?
poem by Shakil Haider
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