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Ecstasy in all seven: A poem by Anindita Mazumdar

Stunning echoes of our ephemeral love saga…..
encompassing the nuances of all the bittersweet memories…..
still reverberate like “seven magical” notes of music……
along with the celestial combination of those in perfect rhythm…
never the more….never the less…

The vigorous thunderbolt of the heart…..
followed by a hurricane and then incessant rainfall…..
carried us off to the dreamy ecstasy of “seven wonders” of the world…
where our each and every encounter was heavenly…

You called me “oomph”……
when a single glance of mine drove you insane…
you completely surrendered…..
All “seven days” of the week were merged together within the time warp…
where the time stops forever…..

We were tethered within the boundaries of irresistible “seven deadly sins” like Adam and Eve… igniting the towering inferno within the corners of the wall…

Myself within thine embrace….was like winning “seven continents”  of this world….

We breathed together…. our heartbeats pulsating along with dazzling iridescent colors of the “seven hued arc” of a rainbow…

Now this oomph of thine….still building sandcastles in the air…
when you’re “seven seas” apart…..
holding and clinging to all the surrealistic amazements with utter bewilderment and awe…..