I Imagine a world with no religions,
A world with no politics,
A world with no breakups ;
Dearest, whenever you touch me,
My imagination takes wing for that
world of unalloyed beauty !

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She carries that sacred lock
surrounded with curves and lure
Soft,wet and tender to touch
Her eyes are the valley of love
Every bit of skin shine like hell
She's emerging beauty
Destiny on its duty
In the search of that divine key
To open up this desirous
Deity.

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I WILL start from my ground not from your terrace.

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Open your mind
young lady,
let me impregnate
your barren dreams
with the moist seeds
of my philtre desire.
An internal monsoon awaits,
to cleanse us, drench us
with our unalloyed fire.

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The orange core ringed by blue, essential soul of the fire; kind of heat that scars you, uncorrupted depth of my desire. Fever is a mild word, compared to this inferno unalloyed; your vibrancy provokes the storm, awaits your lava to fill my void.

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The hole in my heart,
an internal abyss ;
ribbed by your wounds,
unfillable void,
except by your unalloyed core.

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Can't say
how much
intoxication
happens
when the
eyes are
closed.
But whenever
trouble pierces
my heart,
it has made
me understand
destiny.

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