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Aug 2017
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I want to touch those lips
Which ****** my breast once
I want to close those tender arms
Which embraced me in my youth
I want to cuddle that soft heart
which burst to laugh in bubbling childhood

I want to see that soft skin
Which came from my womb
I want to see that full matured man
My lovely strong caring son
Who left me in my frail old age
Leaving the true Undying Change

All that noble ****** he enjoyed on my bed
Innocent like dove as he walked in my flesh
Words from those desired lips never hurt me
As I am hurting you in unknown land in vain
Love dies and fruits fail like perpetual breath
And everything goes to grave by kissing the death

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~
''Intense love does not measure, it just gives.'' Mother Teresa
The Sick Red Carnation
Written by
The Sick Red Carnation  27/F/Iran
(27/F/Iran)   
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