Sunday, December 18, 2016

Attractions...








Attractions ablaze...


Fuming desires...


Eyes contain...


Hidden desires...


Locked in dreams...


In sleep rising higher...


To the unknown territory...


No passport required...


Only a gaze temporary...


And permanent becomes a memory...


©Ravinder Kaur


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