You 8

Through the window of light
I entered corridor of your body
I saw everything full of light
Your breasts were temples
of light
Saints were meditating in a place
below your navel
I felt myself in the
ocean of light
And you played me
with your waves. 

Advertisements

এখানে আপনার মন্তব্য রেখে যান

কোন মন্তব্য নেই এখনও

Comments RSS TrackBack Identifier URI

মন্তব্য করুন

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / পরিবর্তন )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / পরিবর্তন )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / পরিবর্তন )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / পরিবর্তন )

Connecting to %s