A few of her wild curls
Crumple,on my shores...
The lather,on her eyelashes
Wash away,the marks,off the sands...
Not a scribble of an erstwhile
She's my contemporary poetry...
The gravity within,is an untold
You'd never know,never invade...
She's my untamed girl...
She's my plethora,my seas.....
Crumple,on my shores...
The lather,on her eyelashes
Wash away,the marks,off the sands...
Not a scribble of an erstwhile
She's my contemporary poetry...
The gravity within,is an untold
You'd never know,never invade...
She's my untamed girl...
She's my plethora,my seas.....
and in the depth of it lies the bits of whole new lives.
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