BEAUTY BLISS

LIKE A RIVER
As years pass by, my passion may grow,
Like a river waving into another steep flow,
In a much strange, deep emotional stream, 
Then when we, were too young to scream, 
This is a story of love, many years old affair, 
At a standstill, holding at heart a lovely fair, 
Rainshower has never been more plentiful, 
Together in each other's embrace, bountiful, 
All flavors of  body, the feel of your love nature, 
A gorgeous flash, in my recall forever to nurture, 
You lived for me, what love seemed like forever,
But I wish you would not have suffered never. 
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI