Music

​With little laughs
Whispers
And some sighs of pain.

In the lost hours
Somewhere
Let us make music tonight.

As I engrave
My notes
Across your soft landscape.

Come melt on me
Like ice
When we sin tonight.

© Arindam Dey

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