In her own elogance...

• Those wet red cherry lips,
• Speak words of nectar.
• I am willing to pour
• into my mouth
• it's like a pure mix of lust.
• Those deep blue eyes,
• Seek seeds of sun rays
• I am well fitting
• into my own sky
• Its like a sharp hook of love
• Those lovely breasts,
• Share feather touches.
• I do thirst to drink a drop
• It's like my own delicious life.
• Those beautiful hairs,
• Cover the moon cheek
• I am wishing to be yours.
• Its like shades falls in dusk
• A women is in her beauties
• Accept her, adore her..
• She has turned to be
• a goddess by herself….

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI