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4. Madhav Borkar - Lips
4. LIPS
-Madhav Borkar
My lips, when they
bloom on yours,
your eyelids remain
softly closed.
But
every petal
of your soul then blooms full
in all ten directions
like the dawn of dreams.
(Translated from Konkani by poet himself)
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