I am the silence
that your lips
still feel,
Trembling in hope
For a pain will be
sweet tonight.
I am the madness
that your eyes
look with,
Waiting to close
To whispers of
dark delight.
I am the revolt
that a heart
rewrote,
Throbbing aloud
When untamed
fingers fight.
© Arindam Dey
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