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LOVE POEM
Turn to me, ohh ! Little ONE
Turn to me,
If loving you is a crime
So let US be the murderS that killed time In just a matter of seconds.
you whom i would behold till the dawn of time!
Allow me to languish in your beauty unseen,
let me alone bath in your impurities,
and be filled by your glorious scent,
Feed me with all that there is,
the forbidden fruit of passion,
the mixture of bitter, sour and sweet,
The deity that you are! from whence love floweth,
a wonder to be beholden, a prophecy to be foretold and a danger to be warned of!
How can man survive your absence?and what more of your presence!
Night long, daylong, you are thought of,
seconds are but a day's journey in my thoughts,
@H2O
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Owen Hamalala
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