His Love
his love,
beautiful twin roses
decorating her bosom
from deep red
to pink to blue
to purple...
the color changed
till it's become
her skin that
exuded the perfume
of his love
her blood is
more intoxicating
than the best of perfumes
ever since
25sep2009
22.50hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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