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I have come into the world
To live, to laugh, to light
Up the days of some lives.
The dark cobwebs of remorse
Try to bog me down.
I refuse
To budge, to die out,
To be torn asunder.
I have only loved
And I am not ashamed.
**
It is not a fault to love
And make oneself happy.
Love is all we live for
And live by – a personal emotion.
What is it that belongs to you?
And is entirely yours?
What at all?
Only words and frames of signifiers
That expresses the deepest
Desires and intensities within.
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I have seen the purity
Of lovely morning mists
And shy poinsettias blush.
And I have felt upon my skin
The odour of kindling passions
And intoxicated moonlights.
I have not erred
I have not sinned
I have just loved
The beauty and the bliss.
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The rainbows may have left me
But I am drenched in its hue.
I cannot be angry and restless
Nor can I ever dislike you.
Prized, precarious and destined
You are, if at all, a piece of
My diamond dews and crystal affections.
*****
I long for a shower of rain
That could drench in watery blossom
And embrace me tightly in its
Comforts, in its caring manly bosom.
And pounce upon my dry lips
For a hungry mesmerized spell.
I have come to laugh, to live
And trouble your heart so well.
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