Bengali Poetry (Translated)

In the Contagion of Touch



Waiting for your tender touch...
I too remain.
This fierce fever of loving you...
afflicts me too.

Your unfulfilled embrace...
makes me weep too.
Waiting for you to feel...
I too stay awake.

To share in your suffering...
I am alone today.
Infected by your touch...
I too am lost.
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