My untamed thoughts
gets frozen,
during mid-night hours,
After a breakdown of
a burst of time,
The old reminiscences
bring glimpses of your
Angelic face;
Sunflower eyes;
Cherry fruit lips;
Exotic, elegant ****;
Later everything leaves,
at heart, like an unfinished
sketch of rainbow colors.
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
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