White,
Or red?
Red,
you said.
I walked along.
A saree, A smile
A million hurled desires
The calmness of the sea,
Some titillating bourbon &
And a few dozen joints.
We cooked our pasta,
In the heat of the moment.
कुछ बिखरे बिखरे शब्द, कुछ रूखे सूखे दिनों के।
White,
Or red?
Red,
you said.
I walked along.
A saree, A smile
A million hurled desires
The calmness of the sea,
Some titillating bourbon &
And a few dozen joints.
We cooked our pasta,
In the heat of the moment.
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