Williamsji Maveli writes, ​​​​​​​On a journey back to my own wings....

ON A JOURNEY BACK TO MY OWN WINGS.....
If you had ever lost yourself in a kiss,
When an embrace of a feminine miss,
I mean pure distorted sensual perception,
Blissful feelings not just as lustful nurture,
But a transcendental alteration of nature,
While you became aware of inhaling love,
Bodily pleasure of breathing into you above,
Thrashing the sides and edges of your ribs,
Like sealing both the fleshy enveloped lips
Full with concentrated essence of passion,
Life forms, then blossoms by same mission,
Delivered back to you, over and over again,
The very sweet kiss of your life, more to gain
A kiss that confirms for the universe in align,
That the world's peak resource is adoration,
And maybe even that God is a pretty woman,
With the reception of lusty moods for human.
By
Williamsji Maveli