I urge her aqueous eyes,
For I am Hungry unlike before
She is my own river……
It's length unbound

I beg for her
Soft curves,
For I am resistant unlike before
She is my own mountain,
It's height unmeasured.

I desire her black *******,
For, I am Thirsty like anything
She is my own ocean …..
It's depth unknown.

I want her
Brown hair,
For I am a Painter by nature
She is my own canvass
It's  image um-sketched.

I long for her
White bones
For I am a ghost by death
She is my own tree.
It's fruits untouched !

BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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