When will you return, my expectation's vessel,
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in the chains of longing, take the sketch of my kiss on your body,
in the warmth of the desert, let the night Jasmine flower of love blossom,
embrace the withering ages, as the essence of waiting diminishes in the innermost space of my youth,
yet, never able to die with anyone, my physical hunger.
Return, beloved, return,
let the touch of your words be a caress on the shores,
withering in the essence...!

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#takemetoyourplace
#Allaretreacherous

© Kishore🗽