A Poetry Of Your Curves

And there
at the far end of reason
And beginning
of desires,
I see you stand a while.

Where the
bright lights of sanity
Give in to dark
ecstacies,
I see you wait and smile.

Your eyes
excite and arms invite
Nervous lips call
to recite,
A poetry of your curves.

And I throw
a million desperate lies
To a heart saying
otherwise,
To a sin, this night loves.

© Arindam Dey

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