Sweet

She did to me.
That what springtime
does to apple and cherry trees.
My heart blossoms...

Poetry is my lady
She claims my heart and soul
Poetry is my faithful muse
Without her...

This here's the story of a jaunty young fellow
His name was Theodore J. Wigglesworth
A...

Consume me my love.
Move me to where
The ocean meets the sky.
Burn me in magenta...

(This poem is dedicated to India, the young lady in the accompanying photographs, who was the inspiration...

How sweet were those past days left back

I feel when flashed over in my mind screen

I...

Love, sweet love!

I am over the moon with love

Poetry has made me see

The beauty...

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

There's a gentle soft side of love
It appears the ladies prefer
Words are just as important...

Don't know why
T'wasn't thought of before
When I realized it
I was totally floored...

We walked for hours that day.
The sun was not to hot
the wind not too wild.
We passed...

If you will fly with me...

If you will cry with me...

If you will laugh with me...

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