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A Queen's desires - 3rd Collaboration by Sharon Maria Moemise and Williamsji Maveli

A Queen's desires

Poetess Sharon Maria Moemise writes...

He intrigues me, 
he owns my all five senses. 
He confuses my absolute existence
into believing that he is ...
the king to my queen. Is he? 
...I want him to be.

The beauty of this bond blinds us to all obstacles, 
 yet it's there. 
Could be what prevents me 
from giving in to my yearning? 
The yearning to grab the impossible 
that seems to be possible?
Is love the feeling that I feel...?

Poet Williamsji Maveli writes............

She is my blue moon with all her rays

Making  up her  a perfect woman in all ways.

As her spicy body slowly drifts

Offer me some amazing gifts.

Floating along with the cloud

Holding me like her beloved

As she race her eyes to the moon,

My lovely moment ends soon.

An escape with a sweet pleasure

Over rejoice her nurture in leisure

She moves lustfully in the night,

Where with peace she can wait

Wake the heart, mind and soul.

For a beautiful late night stroll.

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Love, regards

WILLAIMSJI MAVELI

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Dear Sharon Maria,

Thanks for co-writing with me, you are most welcome always

Regards

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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