Will You Not
My poet brown eyes,
they love seeing you always,
My bard tender mouth,
it wants to speak to you for
hours,
My keen sensitive ears,
they echo every words you say,
My soft magical hands,
they hunger for your sensual
touch!
Will you not make me happy?
Will you not make love to me?
Will you not kiss freely and
tell?
Will you not miss me and call?
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Dr.Ram Mehta
Passion Pays, Not Patience contest
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