WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES....

CURVES AND HOLLOWS
Marble carved by nature’s hand,
Curves and hollows, a wondrous land.
Eyes, twin oceans, depths unknown,
Where souls can drown, or be reborn.

Lips, like petals, soft and red,
Whispering secrets, yet unsaid.
Hair, a cascade of night’s dark hue,
A silken curtain, a mystic view.

-WILLIAMSJI MAVELI