Dare I say? no sin!
Just a dab with gin
What has to be shall be!
None but self to see
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Its a river that meanders down The spinal column of one's Life. These thoughts have Oceanic depth The reader profoundly tugged With an emotional temper. Good one indeed.
A lyrical love poem like a skylark sings in the sky... 'Desire snows melts Swirls in streaming belts In its own wake Makes languishing lakes', beautiful metaphors!