The Blue Fantasy


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The day ended with sunset,

When you kissed me.

The boulevard was stranded

Drenched with rain

The muddy heels left stains

Its dry and dusty

The hem of the blue gown

Touched your shoes

The twirl of the dance soaked

Window panes peeping

The hair touched my breasts

Tickled with fantasy

The body lay dead over me

Your heart stopped.

Ayan Deb

Ayan is a Communication Trainer ( Unit Manager) with Mphasis and Editor in Chief, He loves to stir up spices, books and movies. A nouveau writer. Loves the sheer artistry of fashion designing.

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