LIFE DANCE

LIFE DANCE
Fine is the wine drops from your lips;
To dance and to sing, I hold your hips;
The sugary bread we eat is from your oven,
An angel appeared now from heaven.
Knowing nothing new about loving trends,
Forget the loved games and close friends,
I love thee in a grief; sorrowful despair
Wings lost, flying in the air without my pair
What to do if a red sunset often freezes;
Love comes and goes through the breeze;
Where there is silence and strange peace;
I hear the tune of a sixth sensation at ease!
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI