Some tender desires plunge
into my dreams
For I am submissive
and made of morning dew
If Sun shines in the sky,
Moon will too cry in dark
When drops of light glow during
hours of sorrowfulness,
rain clouds will shower
little of blessings
Time and tide will come and go
drink my sweat and blood
you shall breathe forever.


Williamsji Maveli

www.williamsji.com