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Sublimity

Sublimity

Her buturyceous body lay listless on the ground
Few ragged breaths made people confound.
Between life and death did she oscillate
His saving faith and prayers did perpetuate.
He encased her in his arms of benovelence.
Breathed in her a breath of prudence.
Saved was she from the clutches of cessation.
He struck back on his enemy with solid retribution.
Smitten was she by his courage and valliance
Mesmerised and dazed by his powerful radiance
She lovingly adorned him with his red armour
Transformed was he into an epitome of ardour
He moved with his sword with a lightning speed
Turning the battle into show of desire and deed.
Today neither was she a courtesan nor just his paramour
She was his soul mate , his eternal love and his lady demure.
Decisive and glorious was his victory in the war
Her celebrations for him were nothing but display galore.
The room was suffused with redolence and radiance
Aureate candlelight adding to the exquisite ambience
Silky satin strewn with soft petals
Precious and valuable was it for him than his medals
Entwined and encased were they in each others arms
Taking their love into sublime charms...
Taking their love into sublime charms.
MKP
1.03.15
WGC
Sublimity 
Inspired by the intense Bajirao-Mastani romance


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