Mar 2013
Walking along the wet sand,
holding your soft right hand,
while listening to the ocean music;
scribbling on your cheeks, my lyric;
touching both the body edge;
crossing, gates of our dream bridge;
Love to float like an old paper ship;
at your altar, I stand to worship.
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.moonmakers.com
FROM "MICROTHEMS", A COLLECTION OF SHORT POEMS, BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
