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I met my love on a fine twilight
She was walking in her own solitude
I stopped her and bowed before,
In return, she blessed me
by a sweet kiss on my lips;
and a strong embrace in her arms!
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

I am in the most
delicate pain
on both sides of you now,
with a sweating, boiling
feeling of an impulsive volcano
strain at its peak
inside
wanting to burst out
my sweetest self
all over you.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

She will arrive one day in a gesture of love,
gentle as a dawn  dew, cool like a light rain,
The rays of the sun will be on your cheeks,
The whirr of the breeze in her tone of talk,
in a elegant  pose with a hill-flower elegance.
She will appear, with slim, open arms,
A bearing of the head no sculptor has caught
And nuance bearing with eyes and lips,,
Her face in a pass-and-reposes of moods
As many as skies in a fragile change
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

To nurture sweet fruits on your body tree,
You must have a healthy mind and soul;
If your soul is beautiful and elegant, then
your spicy body shall blossom like a flower,
with fragrance on red cheeks and cherry lips,
also bountiful, delicious milk on ******* too !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

When an evil of Eve
goes out of the body of an Adam,
It travels over the wet paradise,
Looking for a shelter to
take rest of her body;
If she can't find one,
She will go back to her own hut;
Where she find it empty, lonely;
Then she comes out and hunts for other
Spirits of holiness even worse than herself;
And they come and live with her.
So when everything is over
Again and again,
She will be in a worse state
than the beginning of the first sin;
This is what happens
to the evil people
of today and tomorrow !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

The half blue moon is at her full,
Pours the calm sea by  a goodwill;
Floods the dark night with light,
She opens her closed eyes bright
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI  MAVELI

Behind the lie,
hidden a  truth;
Deep inside!
Behind the truth,
expose a lie;
Open outside!
Behind the fear,
sings a  Love
that cry!
Behind the courage
Wings a dove
that fly!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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