Chain together,
my body and soul,
Let your wounds of love as a whole,
be stitched along with mine;
in the silence of a passion
  does  all those  embrace me;
with all the desires of my own
  heart and soul.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsmaveli­.com
www.williamsgeorge.com

Your body is a canvas,
where I sketch my
images of love;
Your lips are ripened fruits,
where I pluck my
desires of lust;
Your long hair is a river,
where I swim along with
the flow of  the wind.
Your ******* are white doves,
nested and nurtured  in a
  cage of milky glow;
In short;
You are being
poured, served
in hot;
into my cups of thirst!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsmaveli­.com
www.williamsgeorge.com

Let's kiss together
And get away
from all other
temptations; inclinations
Just, you and me,
Let’s embrace
body against body;
soul against soul;
Find our own solitude;
Make novel ways to love !
Let’s grow hand in hand;
Body needs some recreation;
a resurrection for souls too,
to fit into each other!
Nothing is new and lasting
For such a very long time
you and me desires,
a final touch of love.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsmaveli­.com
www.williamsgeorge.com

Glowing like the beams of a blue moon, apart;
Golden-haired rays filling in my shining heart;
Your charming, soft ******* touch my naked skin;
It’s so cool, wet and moist like morning light rain;
A fragrance from the dark night’s budding flower;
The body tastes more salty like the calm sea air;
My body trembles by your soft and feather touch;
Like a tree, shook by a vigorous wind, by which
Your desire erupts in a dew drop of lasting lust;
An exciting lyric; a chirping bird, a loveable image;
Softly, and seductively, you call out from the cage;
I kneel down to nurture your beauty and courage;
For I am always with you to inspire; to encourage.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsmaveli­.com
www.williamsgeorge.com

At this moment,
and being in this small hut,
I stay alone; holding
a torn-out paper;
an inkless, broken pen,
You alone can figure out,
my outlook ; my aspirations;
The truth I hunt for,
you always state
the set of laws that bind on me,
I do bend and kneel down;
My wrecked heart is yours to restore;
my tribute, only you to guard.
On you, alone, I can depend;
my sweetheart is not you at all;
but  my colorless paper;
my meaningless verse;
my broken pen.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

    Someone who is very close to me
                  shared my horoscope of yesterday;   
As Taurus is my birth sign;
A women who has underestimated  me,
Before and belittled my potential,
Will prolong to go on for  a revenge;
For a mistake, I had never committed.
If one door closes in front,
another will open either behind or side by;
a back-door is always an entry to come inside
without any permission, as this represents
the start of a new relationship,
with that someone , who is really in love with ?
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsmaveli­.com
www.williamsgeorge.com

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 !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsmaveli­.com
www.williamsgeorge.com