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Apr 2013

My love is hidden in your tears;
My lust is a burden in your fears;
My feather touch is on your ****;
the  weather cools down  on your visits.
Your are now my outdoor nature;
Within you, a life becomes mature;  
Sweet honey flows on the red lips;
Ripened fruits grow on your ribs.
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Email:
williamsji@yahoo.com
Links:
www.williamsji.com
www.­williamsmaveli.com
www.williamsgeorge.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Williamsji Maveli
Written by
Williamsji Maveli  Angamaly, Ernakulam
(Angamaly, Ernakulam)   
878
   Elizabeth Squires and Kate
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