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A breezy love poem by Deeya.
I move about in haunches
stumbled ways among frozen silences
your eyes gyrated the curves 
of my far-flung thoughts
champak odours in dreams
I dared not…
We have left our dreams
somewhere among Oleander blooms
they were fragile though intense
the haunt of foreboding angels
your eyes among irrepressible desires
we have left somewhere…
among Gulmohar glances.
©Deeya Bhattacharya
Pic from Net.
