Her Breast :
She left me
When the night Bird sang a song
of farewell in the month of February
But, before she could leave
She offered me her voluptuous breast
Full of poison
Which I sucked until she pulled it away
Now, I wander through the night in search of her
To tell her how I spew venom.
Image courtesy : AJ's personal archive
© Ajay Pai - Sep 25th 2017
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