Cuddling close, near bedside table
a blanket wrapped, cold rainy night.
Mind thrums journey, a book on navel,
playground of words, feelings delight.
As vermicules squirm, sculpted souls spark
lighting white pages, of zillion black letters.
Trailing love, smile, thrill,... adventures dark,
touch of sadness... hostile heartless haters.
Opens Alibaba's cave of jewels and gold
wafting thoughts sail on magic carpet.
World of...
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