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Her lips flittering by Abhijay A

Updated: Jun 29, 2020

Her lips flittering,

As though yearning for my love.

Those lips entice me.

Her tender neck,

As if calling me

For the most lovable


Her eyes magically


They met mine.

Oneness. Souls


The soft music of love.

My hand on her hips,

Our lips dancing,

Like clown fishes.

Oh my valentine!

Come to me,

Hold my hand and

Sing for me.

Oh my enchanting beauty!

Come to me.

Let us walk, hand in


In the city of love,

Through the banks of Seinem

Let us watch the sun


In the isle of the sky.

And let us make

Morning love and

Dance the Rumba

On the Paris beach.

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