FEBRUARY FRAGRANCE: DAY 10, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, LOVE TO FLOAT LIKE AN OLD PAPER SHIP

Walking along the wet sand,
holding your soft right hand,
while listening to the ocean music;
scribbling on your cheeks, my lyric;
touching both the body edge;
crossing, gates of our dream bridge;
Love to float like an old paper ship;
at your altar, I stand to worship.

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI