TONIGHT
Beneath the wreckage of your memories-
Erupts
With ferocious intensity the volcano of my creepy desires
Creates
Tiny islands of lust in my forsaken heart –
In a state of trance
My tiring heart stops
As if
Wants to rest against yours
To seek eternal proximity and solace
As if-
To celebrate once more, the night of reunion.
Farid Gul, Islambad, Oct 1, 2012
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