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Monsoons

Monsoons

Those lips so tired
Wouldn’t come together,
Lashes so heavy
Too weary to open;
Ivory fingers struggling to unknot
Tangles of wet silken tresses;
A faint hairline of impatience
Tracing the determined brow;
And sneaking down her cheekbone
That trickle of roguish raindrop.

Monsoons
Truly, are my dearest.

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Deborah Evans

Hi  Sambit A beautiful piece of poetry 

With great imagery 

A pleasure to read!

Best wishes Debs 

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