Poem -

Touching the beauty of nature.

He walked the night stars
to reach her mountains,
Perfect size
within his heightened vision
Touching the beauty of nature
along the way,
Fingers dancing delicately
upon the leaves,
Smelling the flowers
that bloom within the spring's
Drips' of moisture
surrounding hills of flesh
Dwelling within the center
of the meadow,
Where he reached the heavens
of this sacred place,
Naked steps towards a sanctuary,
of love
Seeks to drink from the springs
to touch
The warmth within,
Bathed upon her offering
leaving fingerprints
upon the way
Allover the landscape,
Never a more sacred place
Nor a space untouched
Within the night sky
As stars do see
The night my love,
explored
The sanctuary of thee.

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Dear Poetess Nardine,

Great sensual write, I love it, Highly poetical, My applause, My vote,

" Dwelling within the center
of the meadow,
Where he reached the heavens
of this sacred place,
Naked steps towards a sanctuary,
of love
Seeks to drink from the springs
to touch
The warmth within,
Bathed upon her offering
leaving fingerprints
upon the way
Allover the landscape"

Regards & Love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you dear friend sir Williamsji, I'm glad you like it , little different for me, much love and respect to you always, nardine xoxo

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