Paradise Poem by Ajiive Jay
Paradise
She saw a boats-man,
Half naked 'brown man',
Fish smelling,
murky melting water Wshadow,
Ripples never made him!
A wet earthly one,
Knows depths, devil's zones!
The first meeting of sea man and woman,
She had a river in her breast,
Ever flowing...
He had storms, maddening-
Ripples in his brain.
They met to make a river with storm flowing,
Through the world's lost Eden gardens.
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