The rattle of a
seed pod in a soft breeze,
Is the joy and
passion of the plant that holds it,
The rhythm of love
in the band of shear comfort,
And the sound of an acoustic pluck,
With the softness
of a heavenly touch.
A feeling so pure
and lovely,
With a virginity of
a great desire for exploration of passion and romance.
A feeling you so create
in me.
Nyonje
Nyonje
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