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You writhed smiles burns;
Like flames of mirage.
Even Winter has no chill
to blossom its pride

Before me…..
Your nestled ray has hatched;
Fledglings of beams,
An overture of friendship.

And my heart beat, Break another new song.
so tender to be heard!
so rich for use!
silky as dew drop in an harmattan morning.

My pounding heart,
Dance to the rhythm of it own beat.
Like butterflies on buds your nectarean wall
now gush like a golden spring.

This Love

Written by: Justice Mmahi

Author: admin

I am a member of the WRR editorial team.

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