Defining Rapture

Today bare love of
moon is with tears to miss a lover
behind the colors of rainbow,

I have killed my ego
before you. This evening a biggest glacier
will fall in the sea of intimacy.

Give me pleasure daily.
I will bargain for the nightful sparks
for your rotating pink eyes.

Ego has no place where love is.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003