WILLIAMSJI MAVELI: POEM: TREASURE

TREASURE
Lovingly she held me, as I ascended above,
Showing the reality that comes with love,
For I looked deep into her eyes of blue,
Then, she hugged me tenderly giving me a clue,
Whispering winged words of songs in sad,
She spread out divine love, like a dove bird,
A passion of pleasure was felt when I came in front,
The glorious vision of treasure; we do confront.©®
© Williamsji Maveli