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Darling
She slips through the gate
Polished in aroma from the Getto
A world tends to be the sun shinning
The eyesore by abated breath
Bi-mouth clears,
Its throat
And voice, craves one's eye
calling aside
Eyes sythesise aviable story
Like a sustainable devep't tread
A trend so far as she passes
Over the love land
Telepathically she comes
And turns her gorgeous face
Awide rim of impulses
Push asurge across that bossom
Adash of thoughts
Collage in one room,
the heart beats
Upon another scrumble
Then aword commences
With asmile in the face
As she swims in the sun
on the beach
It goes, surfing and loads
Until she turns with acall;
Darling, bye
poem
by
Paul Mwenelupembe
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