The body seems to be motionless,
floating on top of the  gentle waves ;
at the border of mounting sea,
She is a wrecked ship !
Dead like a whale from the depth
of a self embrace to the cool water
shoulders; ******* and arms,
She is a black storm !
Enduring wild wind, heavy rain,
ice and surging tides on her body;
an orphan at the deep ocean
she is a nymph, trapped  in my net !
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
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