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O MY LOVE, COME WITH ME, LET’S CLIMB THE MANGO TREE, ITS GOLDEN FRUITS ARE RIPE, FULL OF SWEET MEMORY, LET ME LIFT YOU GENTLY, TILL YOUR HANDS GET A HOLD, THIS WARM ZEPHYR HAS MADE ME, SO STRONG AND SO BOLD, LET US CLIMB WITHOUT SCRATCHING YOUR FLAWLESS IVORY SKIN, MY LOVE WILL GUIDE YOU THROUGH BRANCHES THICK AND THIN, YOUR RAVEN HAIR CASCADING ON TO YOUR NECK SO SLENDER, SHINY NEW LEAVES OF THE MANGO, SO DELICATE, AND SO TENDER, SIT CLOSE TO ME ON A LOFTY BRANCH TO HEAR THE SOULFUL KOEL SING, LET'S SWAY WITH THE BREEZE LIKE SOULS ON A SILKEN STRING, MY HEAD ON YOUR SHOULDER YOUR LOVELY FACE SO CLOSE, SUN BEAMS DANCE ON YOUR LASHES MY PRECIOUS VELVET ROSE, YOUR FRAIL HANDS ENCIRCLE ME LIKE CREEPERS HUGGING THE BOUGH, YOUR WARM EMBRACE ENTHRALLS ME TO KISS YOUR SHAPELY BROW, YOUR SWEET FRAGRANCE INTOXICATES AND AMONG THE CLOUDS I FLOAT, LIKE A BUTTERFLY EMERGING FROM A CATERPILLAR’S UGLY COAT, WE SIT THERE FOR A LONG TIME SUSPENDED IN SPACE, I AM BUT A CONTENT SLAVE TO YOUR HEAVENLY GRACE LET MY LIPS LINGER ON YOUR SOFT PETALS SOME MORE, TILL I ETCH IN MY MIND, EVERY BIT OF YOU TO THE CORE, OH MANGO TREE WE NESTLE IN YOUR MASSIVE ARMS, LOST IN THE MYRIAD MISTS OF ONE ANOTHERS CHARMS, WHEN OUR YEARS ARE GONE ONE DAY WHEN WE ARE AGED AND SPENT, UNDER THIS GREAT MANGO TREE, WE SHALL PITCH OUR FINAL TENT, UNDER ITS VAST CANOPY WE SHALL LIE LOOKING AT THE STARS, OUR BONY FINGERS ACHING YET TENDING TO OUR SCARS, MY MIND’S EYE SEES YOUR WRINKLED FACE SMOOTH WITH AN INNER GLOW, SOFT AND BEAUTIFUL AS EVER IT WAS, AND YOUR LOVELY DARK HAIR FLOW YOUR FLESH AGAINST MINE FEELS JUST AS YOUNG AND WARM, OUR HEART BEATS MERGE LIKE BEES FLYING IN THE SWARM COLD TOMBS ARE NOT FOR US NEITHER MARBLE NOR GRANITE, UNDER THE LIVING MANGO TREE FOREVER WE SHALL UNITE OH MY LOVE, COME WITH ME, LET’S CLIMB THE MANGO TREE, YOU ARE LIKE ITS GOLDEN FRUIT, AND FOREVER YOU WILL BE.

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Dec 26, 2011

Dec 26, 2011 at 2:29 AM UTC

muneeb-a-sharieff

THE MANGO TREE

O MY LOVE, COME WITH ME, LET’S CLIMB THE MANGO TREE, ITS GOLDEN FRUITS ARE RIPE, FULL OF SWEET MEMORY, LET ME LIFT YOU GENTLY, TILL YOUR HANDS GET A HOLD, THIS WARM ZEPHYR HAS MADE ME, SO STRONG AND SO BOLD, LET US CLIMB WITHOUT SCRATCHING YOUR FLAWLESS IVORY SKIN, MY LOVE WILL GUIDE YOU THROUGH BRANCHES THICK AND THIN, YOUR RAVEN HAIR CASCADING ON TO YOUR NECK SO SLENDER, SHINY NEW LEAVES OF THE MANGO, SO DELICATE, AND SO TENDER, SIT CLOSE TO ME ON A LOFTY BRANCH TO HEAR THE SOULFUL KOEL SING, LET'S SWAY WITH THE BREEZE LIKE SOULS ON A SILKEN STRING, MY HEAD ON YOUR SHOULDER YOUR LOVELY FACE SO CLOSE, SUN BEAMS DANCE ON YOUR LASHES MY PRECIOUS VELVET ROSE, YOUR FRAIL HANDS ENCIRCLE ME LIKE CREEPERS HUGGING THE BOUGH, YOUR WARM EMBRACE ENTHRALLS ME TO KISS YOUR SHAPELY BROW, YOUR SWEET FRAGRANCE INTOXICATES AND AMONG THE CLOUDS I FLOAT, LIKE A BUTTERFLY EMERGING FROM A CATERPILLAR’S UGLY COAT, WE SIT THERE FOR A LONG TIME SUSPENDED IN SPACE, I AM BUT A CONTENT SLAVE TO YOUR HEAVENLY GRACE LET MY LIPS LINGER ON YOUR SOFT PETALS SOME MORE, TILL I ETCH IN MY MIND, EVERY BIT OF YOU TO THE CORE, OH MANGO TREE WE NESTLE IN YOUR MASSIVE ARMS, LOST IN THE MYRIAD MISTS OF ONE ANOTHERS CHARMS, WHEN OUR YEARS ARE GONE ONE DAY WHEN WE ARE AGED AND SPENT, UNDER THIS GREAT MANGO TREE, WE SHALL PITCH OUR FINAL TENT, UNDER ITS VAST CANOPY WE SHALL LIE LOOKING AT THE STARS, OUR BONY FINGERS ACHING YET TENDING TO OUR SCARS, MY MIND’S EYE SEES YOUR WRINKLED FACE SMOOTH WITH AN INNER GLOW, SOFT AND BEAUTIFUL AS EVER IT WAS, AND YOUR LOVELY DARK HAIR FLOW YOUR FLESH AGAINST MINE FEELS JUST AS YOUNG AND WARM, OUR HEART BEATS MERGE LIKE BEES FLYING IN THE SWARM COLD TOMBS ARE NOT FOR US NEITHER MARBLE NOR GRANITE, UNDER THE LIVING MANGO TREE FOREVER WE SHALL UNITE OH MY LOVE, COME WITH ME, LET’S CLIMB THE MANGO TREE, YOU ARE LIKE ITS GOLDEN FRUIT, AND FOREVER YOU WILL BE.