WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, Shelter

SHELTER
When I sink in your deep blue eyes,
You grow within my soul and mind
Let your wet tongue rest for a moment
in my mouth and towards my face
When I seek shelter in your arms
You grow within my heart and body
Let your low limbs cross in me to climb
widely spreading branches for a shade
When I burrow into your soft breasts
you retire from parched and barren air
let your milk drops to my drought lips
Crawling for a shelter from all storm.
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