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Eyes, Lips, Cheeks

Eyes, Lips, Cheeks

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Eyes

My hands on your tits;

Shy blossoms Ā on your blue lotus face;

Heart beats for love music

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Lips

In the chill dawn hours;

A summer in her open cherry lips;

Recites lyrics of sweet kiss

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Cheeks

Pink nipples caught peeps through;

Trapped inside her white tight transparent bra;

Cheeks feel ashamed in redĀ Ā 

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BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Thanks dear Colleen Kelbert for your comments

Regards

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Ravindra Kumar

Getting no words to express glory of your romantic mind. Quite another theme.Ā 

Regards,

Ravindra Kumar

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Dear Ravindra Kumar,

" Face is the mirror of a mind;

Smile is the garden of Ā dreams;

Eyes are blue oceans;

Lips, red cherry fruits..."

There is a lot more to write on beauty, hence IĀ scribbledĀ in Haiku form, Thanks for your comments and appreciation of my short verses,

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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