I hear the echo of your breathing wave;
row and flow of your passing air pave;
I wondering the soul through your eyes;
Wandering through dreams in other ways;
I feel the stillness of your musical heartbeat;
while keeping my hands on your soft breast;
I smell the sweet sweat of your skin wetness
the glistening the elegant body fair in fitness
I touch the flower fragrance of your desire;
Teasing in my lovely burning flames as entire
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI