[03] Chocolate Afternoon
That was our moment— your hair on my face
Falling gently as dream— now it is the yesterday
No sun there into room— only a breezy cool framework
Backed our assorted brain— that always I recapitulate
On that ladder of charm— my lips tapped the flower
With spongy soggy kiss— now which I really miss
On that chocolate afternoon— love sweated inside torso
Your tender hands replied— that is today crucial wound
That was our moment— no sun there into room
On that ladder of charm— on that chocolate afternoon
poem by Ashraful Musaddeq
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