WILLIAMSJI MAVELI POEM: DEW

DEW
Like the fading morning dew,
every solo minute goes with a few
Spoken verses never scribbled ever
You are my solitary love, dear beware
But you have to wish me good and well
And hold me, and don’t ever say farewell
In a heavenly look, a damaged body discloses, 
Deep in her blue eyes, the mind unfixed as those,
Favors to none, not to herself, she smiles, extends, 
Often she dislikes, but never ever once offends, 
Then in the dawn, smiles, and smiles for a while, realizing
Never take a step to go for miles and miles too fragile.
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