A wish runs through <br />The soft lines <br />Of your protruding bust, <br />And a lightening <br />In the hollow of belly. <br /> <br />You, a suave minstrel <br />Hawk the Solomon wit <br />And pervade over the daredevils <br />Of the thirsty hearts. <br /> <br />Your Cantaloupe colored muslin <br />And the caramel tips <br />hold the bombshells of passion. <br /> <br />You pick up the jelly sighs <br />At the butts <br />Of your corrugated lines <br />Nicely drawn <br />Over the wavering landscapes <br />Of your mushy frame. <br /> <br /> <br />The kestrels of passion <br />Hoist another flag <br />Over the hinterlands <br />Of the creased frenzy <br />That you carry <br />Behind the enthralling hipline.<br /><br />Harish k. Thakur<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-wish-runs-through/
