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Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Defining Destiny

Nalini Priyadarshni

When you turn your back
Towards me
And pretend to be busy
I know you smile and wait
For me to run my tongue
At the back of your neck
And lacerate your heart

    Hot tip of your tongue
    Like the tip of a dagger
    Pierces my dreams
    Bringing my sword from
    Its scabbard
    To sharpen it
    On the edge
    Of your breath
Like wet muslin sari
Around the curves of a woman
Caught in downpour
I cling to your stiletto
And keep faith.
Dispositions define destinies.

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