The Futile Ecstasy
by Irfan Ahmad Mir
Your black bra is my border.
I tear the border apart and become
The citizen of the world.
I crossed mountains, my hands caressing your breasts.
A shiver ran through your body, my hands scarlet cold in snowy white peaks.
I shoot guns to bring forth joyous life, to end tyranny in the barren green land.
But our gossamer ecstasy has become the essence of my existence in the mountains!
Irfan Ahmad Mir studied English Literature from the Department of English, University of Kashmir, India. His work has previously been published in Greater Kashmir and Café Dissensus Everyday.
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