Sunday, 28 October 2012

LOVE IS LOVE


Water-waves coming out from the sea
Fingers trace sand over the scum-tease
Unevenly pressure makes sense release
Water soaked beach likes presence of
The object and life opens the sequence,
Down the earth on the moving sentence,
Love is love, on passage of veins,
The blue sky sets our desire on open reigns,
We are in timely bounded dept.
With our approaches, we like to be perfect. 

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