Love Poems

Kiss 5

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Dance the

flowered patch

cloud iris

purple rainbow

in devoted

nimble radiance

your temple

glows

till dawn

a cherub’s

flute

tweets

summoning

urgent

morning demands

hovering mute

doves drink sweet

mossy water

ivy braided pond

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She is the soundtrack of where I came
& where I’m being sent
from her name
it’s written in her essence

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NobelPrize1

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woman 5

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Note: Written as a poetic tribute to Emma Bovary, the voluptuous, beautiful, forlorn heroine of Gustave Flaubert’s novel Madame Bovary, also later adapted into an Indianized version in Ketan Mehta’s film ‘Maya Memsaab’.

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I used to think love meant making room
Meant being consumed
I used to want passion, fire and lust
A love that burned hot and turned doubt into dust

I used to see him and I in terms of what I had won

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Ashley Graham

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