OCTOBER LEAVES:DAY 17, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, SKY TURNS BLUE

• If rainbow possess just only seven colors;
• Life is hidden in many ways in love flowers;
• Sun just headed down towards this earth,
• Moon carries many moments to give birth;
• In a bath of cool showers, sky turns to blue;
• No wonder hidden stars never ever get a clue;
• The twisted night shades of rain clouds beat;
• Embracing warmth from green nature heat,
• Body is straight way in, she is indeed in herself,
• With a bare pose of female, a bliss in-self,
• Cold with the coldness of depth, fullness,
• Nothing to peep, a third eye in wellness
• a touch that is marked by his use to wear,
• Rise, in the gradual and ultimate love care  
• the stab of, real grace, breasts bulge down ,
• Her out-goings and in-comings, now flown,
• Sway, lean, and come to grips on her bank,
• Beauty is a curve of the nakedness to shrink

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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI