I Adorn my midnight darkness with the love you keep , Recite the story Apuleius wrote of Cupid and Psyche Fly me to where erotica prevail and read me the love of Greece Tall oak and fresh maple I see, seek you, I crave your wrap Read me what authors and gods say. Wake up the next day to drink some ecstasy’s potion first O busy foole!-Don’t bring the scorched heat down Little kids and their happy dales , sick summer they hate Utter the unheard story stick with the stars and the winter days , The gentle swishing autumn’s tune and leaves , melodies of its birds Love me , get bridged with me, the way this world does And read me all the rare tune that Lapland Longspur sung. Sweet things that our passion poems rhyme, are rarest out of all Play the flute , help me listen to the rarest grooves Take me to the Arizonian red rocks , make the few and far summer breeze Touch my cheeks that are getting dry, join my bed When goodnight sleep flies away to some viper vales, Calm me down , bring some sleep , I long a worthy pillow talk and tactile tales. Make my nineteen years worth living, give it all the fair loving. Our mingling, put all my pain away, just you and your love. Write you some songs and sonnets , letters and love to you Forever be mine , I am yours truly. Now its March , You see what the midnight moon brings you, go conspire Gift me some elixir dripping from her warm belly I am her daughter , ask her nourish my dry hair, I am yours faithfully. Get into my hair, tell me how healthy she made it, You're my science, I am your poem . Help me draft a theme of love Forever and ever- 'gainst of all sick odds, possibly to fight right. Make me see the lilac dreams, and bless my belly How about never ending talk on bed and pillow? Give it all to me, you're my science , I am your poem. II Gift me a blue rose, you're my September blessing Talk soft, kiss slow, I am an addict. O dear prince, imprison me in your love, Plant the garden again, flowers in your garth Smell so sickly lush, pour honey more, Know it, I am an addict. Where to sit quiet? - Find the place for eternity's sake , Where they'd bury us? - Find the place for love's sake. See the sea, I see love's sea in your eyes, Let me be into it, O my boy. Bring me a Picasso painting, candles On the night we make love, Faith and love , see the moon for hours Play jazz, shush but- a heavenly pause A love clause and your sweet nothings Fair dress I'd wear to wed you, tell me when. Give me what I am not able to touch, I am falling again, catch me, abide by love Let me touch that cloud I see, up, up , there Read me the old Latin manuscript, and everything Enlighten me , make me see all the darkness this world hold, Light my world up with the sweet and dark little secrets of yours, I look at you at night, I see you in my dreams I see you, I see truth. Where do we belong? - flood my shore with your love's waves. Tell me what the rare dawns say, take me to orchard, And happy carnivals of France and Greece, Aye- fly with me to that rare mountain And dive to the sea bed and kiss it , See what tired west light compose I see dove flying back to her nest tired - Take to me orchard and happy carnivals. -Suchetana Biswas
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