Placing my little  fingers
on your sharp edges,
I shall shape  you again;
Turning my iron keys
on your closed locks,
I shall open you again;
Stretching my brushes
on your smooth curves,
I shall paint you again;
Mixing my new clays
on your shining cheeks,
I shall mould you again;
Sitting on your soft feathers
I shall lay my eggs again,
Smashing on your hard rocks,
I shall beat and break you again;
Biting on your open  *******
I shall drink you again;
Surrendering my
mind;
body;
I shall be purified
and
tomorrow
I will become
your own
saint !
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By
Williamsji Maveli
Email
williamsji@yahoo.com
05.02.13 @ 1015 hours

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