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Tuesday, June 16, 2015

A Beatifying Plunge

The twin
Caramel pools
Enticing.
A thousand secrets,
Lurking in their
Unfathomable depths,
Waiting to be unraveled.
The
Radiant glimpse,
Catching me haply
And holding me, enamored.
Fixated,
My only wish is
To drown
Forever in that abyss,
To jump-in and sink.


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4 comments:

  1. UmaJune 17, 2015 at 6:43 AM

    Beautiful..I loved it!

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsJune 17, 2015 at 7:18 AM

      Thank you Uma. It is really heartening to know that you loved it.

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  2. UnknownJune 17, 2015 at 1:12 PM

    Poetically intoxicating.

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsJune 17, 2015 at 5:03 PM

      Intoxicating ... Thank you so much Kathy. I loved the compliment

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