Sunday, January 12, 2014

55 Fiction # 14 – Wedding Ring

Source: Google Images

Sitting by the bar I watched her dance
Long silken legs, hour glass curves made me weak,
Khol black hairs tumbling on shoulders,
engaging deep eyes, gave me a tweak,
intimating red lips, tempted me to alongside shake my hip,
while keeping the drink aside, I see my wedding ring
- reminds me to go home

                                                            -     Karan


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