Ah, the fondle
The tantalizing sizzle on
my cheek
Was that the breath of a
breeze?
Or, was it she blowing
into my ears?
My eyes found out nothing
I've been in a trance
And
Silence was her disclosure,
As always.
© 2016 Ajay Pai (Reserved)
Image Courtesy: Aj's personal album
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