16 May 2012
12 May 2012
Devi
Devi
I inhale with
greed
Her body
Yet graceful in
her generous display of assets
I am grateful
I yearn not to
touch
I bow and kiss
the ground she walks
I yearn for her
touch
The touch of
love
Happiness
Laughter
Confidence
She protects me
Where ever I go
Devi
Forgive me
Somewhere
I know
I could have
Forgive me
For I know
You know better
than I
Devi.
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