I am your eyes....
I am your eyes, the spirit's wine,
A soul to nourish and refine.
I am your rose, the dawn's kiss,
A virgin body for eternal bliss.
I am your fruit garden of pleasure,
Beginning of love, peace and leisure.
I am your smell, breathe and smile,
Life becomes a reality for a while.
I am your natural poetic inspiration,
Painted in a portrait of revelation.
I am your sacred thought in the shrine,
Exposed in whiteness to ever shine!
By
Williamsji Maveli
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