KASHMIR कश्मीर

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Do you think that I will show you    
before you turn away, an infidel    
   
with steely-eyed intent, while time    
stands still, to make you feel    
   
there's never been anything till this,    
before rising to a Kashmir morning,    
   
quick'ning pace of the double tabla,    
twin hearts beating wildly as one.    
   
A delicate touch of teeth, white and    
even, scraping and biting down.    
   
Down comes the veil of perfumed hair,    
swaying velvet, like beaded curtains    
   
separating the morphine of what you    
know, of an opium den filled with    
   
addiction, that numbs you till you're    
unable to move, and on this night,    
   
I give you the drug of my mouth,    
intent on injecting with cobra's tongue    
   
The overdose: to atrophy your fingers    
and toes, echoing the notes of your    
   
calling, from the seventh level of    
consciousness, when it answers, when it
 
comes time, with narrowing bow through
your slip, when it comes time, with    
   
hot milk spurting, from nostrils over-    
flowing satisfied lips, splitting the    
   
gush of residue, streaking under    
chin and neck, with rivulets streaming,    
   
like the river Ganges to the sea,    
when the rush of your flood meanders    
   
and mixes with salty cross currents;  
bodies bathe in your Goddess's offering.              
             
             
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