Williamsji Maveli (23/04/1955 / IRINJALAKUDA)
You Are My Life Fruit
At the tips of your nip-lets,
My life line is being craved
At the rays of your eye-lights
My love line is being curved
At the glimpses of your elegance
Nature becomes matured like
And the ripened milk fruits
Fall from your breasts all along…..
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