- Rain of kisses-
In the far end corner of life,
With grey hair swells a tiny wave to fall in love.
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Will I die not naked but thy cosy blissful citadel. I will die to live unto the fullest upon rain ofthy kisses
To fall in love! ! ! ! Musing along with life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Love Meditation and Death are synonymous..... .......... ........ ............ ........... .......
Will I die not naked but thy cosy blissful citadel. I will die to live unto the fullest upon rain of thy kisses