Friday, June 16, 2017

Sonnet of Desire


She is the poetry that my heart fell for,
She is the sonnet my pen wrote,

She is the beat to my heart,
She is the one, I want to be forever,

She is the one with whom I dance
She is the one with whom I swivel in joy

She is the one who makes me better as a man
She is the spirit made of same as mine

-Kazi

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