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Jul 2016
1
There is nothing left here
But undesired dust of
The many memories of us
I do not desire to leave you
But I do desire to be free
My lover
As of a rushing mighty caress
Of the odorous sea wind
2
There was secret under your eyelids
The secret of your
Unquenched love for me
There was fire under your eyelids
I melted at every glance
In the heat
Of your
Unquenched love for me
Godfrey Amromare
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Godfrey Amromare  M
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