Yearning for Rose Greenfield

My yearnings grapple for an invincible obsessionso strong like asthmatics yearn for oxygenNot touched…not seen. Yet lurking in the dark corners of my mindher beauty resonates from afar There she sat in my garden among the lilies Filled with life and lovea chunk to suffice the world Halt! For my green eyes shall keep the chunkher pink lips glow in darknessAnd when she decides...

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The Love Call

My six-figure salaried banker friend called me on the phone, hysterically wanting to tie nuptial knots with his girlfriend who was also a student nurse. However, he needed one crucial litmus test; a test to prove the quantum of love his girlfriend had in her love pot for him; whether it overflowed and touched the lid, or it formed just a drop at the bottom of the pot. He wanted...

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