Saturday, 7 April 2012

YOU NEED NOT TURN YOUR PAGE


You need not turn your page,
You have the ebony joints inside,
You can rain the earth and the holy minds,
You are one of the coverage 
That rains skin, soft and lustrous,
To absolve men of drinking milk.

You need not turn your page,
You have the charm on shoulders
You have honey sweets on transit,
You are one of the wishes,
That turns on our life of love
And sometimes it is bliss to touch you.

You need not turn your page,
Men run like horses in pink,
You can booze out their souls,
You are the dearest fancy crown,
You can turn minds into your brown
Flame that turns into mingling in you.

You need not to turn your page,
You can go across the joints of source,
That fills the life with your fledged senses,
Life is some swallowed confess,
You can move in making dream
That is tossed in your comfort of gains.

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