your perfumed gaze

Luminous Iota Piscium,

As though your intense perfumed gaze

That branded every inch of my soul is now

Scribbling the thrumming of a wordless erotica

Quitly filling the air with intoxicating scent

Of blood roses drenched in dew drops.


Published by Smita Ray

Smita Ray is a mother of two lovely kids and hails from the northeastern town of India Gorakhpur. Her perpetual displeasure arising from the hypocrisy in the society underneath the semblance of religion, culture as well as the conditioning for compliance urged her to put down the impressions in her mind. In her spare time, she likes to have some culinary adventures with her kids.

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