This lovely moment is unusual and tense;
The cologne of your body dulls my sense.
I neither desire for a bowl of grape wine
Nor a wild plant; as I myself feel divine;
Receiving my love offering, yielding a few
My inner heart is radiant now with dew
I worship at your eyes, a celestial vision
Soft-scented, fragrant of my real passion
Williamsji Maveli
Email:williamsji@yahoo.com
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