Wednesday, May 24, 2017

From A Nightingale Comments

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The stealthy fragrances of Northern lights
Are stilled by the obtuse angles of your thighs
And sleep, tender and sated.
Your breast is a terra-cotta rose
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Matthew Buchwald
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Rajnish Manga 24 May 2017

An exquisitely crafted poem of love, longing and sensuality. Very lively presentation. Thanks.

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Matthew Buchwald 25 May 2017

Thanks Rajnish!

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