Thursday, July 2, 2009

A Sadness Called Simran

from the shadows of her
masculine jail she runs
her body sculpted seeping
tantric sex..
a sadness called simran
men kiss the ground
she walks on this goddess
Hijra Rare Exotic Beauty No 1
many a heart she has broken
her ruthless heart no one has won
a candle weeping silently
dreams that her karmic
androgynous fate has conjured

the flesh was willing the soul was weak
under a scorching sun

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