Tuesday, 13 March 2012

MORE LOVE, MORE LOVE


Between love and sweet binding of lover,
We are composed of life and its journey,
Like an emblem of love we do care for
All of we, the two, in the same pattern of
Of revelations, being touched all the time,
Sweet in the nights, together, declaring:
“We are in love, with no exception or crime.”

With every move, she is following like
Tweet term like the vending machine tea
Hot with love unbound, I feel the thrill,
When something happening in me to adore,
In the unbound swearing of continuity,
Jointly make up, with transport lips and toes,
Those are alighting in sense of love,
I do mingle in her cells, not with separate marks,
But with emanating looks settled in her black eyes. 

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