Poison of Love

Birbhanu Singh posted under Poetry



I swayed gently in your breeze; Twirled in a waltz in your arms. And when you turned into a gust, I spun in tango in your clutch. As you mutated into a gale, Strokes of salsa made me faint. Storm's crescendo led to our union; And left ruins of mine there forever.   Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!