Dreamy Love
Debasmita Das
I see a spontaneous light-
In his peachen dark complexion,
Torch-song is sung in enormous night,
Laputan concubinage is not now obstruction.
O! Eros and Venus make our vivify mind;
Is there to be in life what else?
How enjoy in love- phittere bind?
Young love cares not for consequences.
Where is crime in a spinster ?
If she became nymphet. Soul and body is wager,
If it's pure, at any rate.
In blossoms we spend being bumble-bee,
For a millions year, the gloomy beauty I see.
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