When she touched me, first, I wish it would forever last; but I knew for better; that is the beginning of a feel or for a heal; It starts; ends; goes on.....
When she embraced first, I desire it would forever last; But I knew for worst; that is the blending; Of a fusion or a union It starts; ends; goes onβ¦.
The first time of everything; the first touch; the first kiss, the first grip, the first night talks; but it ends; and everything goes on well; life too goes on ! * BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI williamsji@yahoo.com www.williamsji.com www.williamsmaveli.com www.williamsgeorge.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI