EMBRACE

 

Before the first night, there was no way out,

After the late night, I did that to wash out,

Be gentle with me, I shall drive my body,

Though the soul is yours, I shall keep tight,

A wife is not existing, only a womanly odor,

Bite lips, touch breasts, and smoothen

A life is pending to spread the beauty,

Your eyes invite me for another embrace !

BY

Williamsji Maveli

 

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