The Wet Moon

Written by: WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Wet moon: 
The elegant face
Deep Ocean: 
The blue eyes
Crystal clear: 
The long neck
Lotus from the lake:
Tiny tits
Honey from jars: 
Nip-lets
Veins run through her
Hills and valleys.
White silk space around
 Her waist and long legs
The garden is empty. 
We both enter:
To embrace the breeze
Kiss the winds,
Follow the streams;
Live below the leaves.
 

 
By Williamsji Maveli

Email:williamsji@yahoo.com