Nectar Drops
Singed by the warmth of fingers
Ravished with beauty of the soul
Textures form to invade illusions
Lifting aromas, ignite and burn
New stories of love in foreplay
Ebbed by the flow as honey drops!
This poem is about:
Our world
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