NOVEMBER FLOWERS : DAY 27 WILLIAMS MAVELI WRITES, A DAWN SONG

• Hearing melodious
•  dawn songs from birds,
• Sun-rays streaming through my window
• A hot sip of coffee kiss
• I nuzzle within your warmth of
• soft round breasts along with
• the crack of dawn chill in the air..
• The dryness of winter mulls
• Shreds of dream remains
• Enveloped in pain in bliss
• I see you come through the haze
• Walking along the dried freezing pathways
• Where my wait sighs and lusts
• yearning for your soft touch,
• Your lips turns like a paint brush,
• Love unveils nude, getting into a mood
• Let us bury our shames and games,
• Grooming into a deep love to live

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• BY
• WILLIAMSJI MAVELI