[b]Adunmaradan
She appears like the morning star
And glow with an enchanting aura
Once I set my eyes on her
The heart misses a beat
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Adunmaradan
One of beauty unmatched
Adorned with an enticing charisma
The fire in her eyes
The smile of her face
The swing of her waist
Makes men swarm around her
Like hive of honey bees
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Adunmaradan
Let me caress your tender skin
With touch so soft
Like the feel of breeze
What task has the weaverbird than making wondrous
nest
What work does the crab than digging holes in the
swamp
What is the lover’s duty
Than pouring honey into the ears of his beloved
Come let’s play the game of the young and free
And journey to the lovers abode
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#CLASSIC[/b]
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[color =green]One thing I am sure of is that... This dude will not snatch me away with all this head swelling poems that can make butterflies surface in the stomach..... In fact!!!! I better run away before the poem makes me do the #undoable#.... Shhhhhhhhhh I did not say anything ooooo...[/color]
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[color =red]And this is another wonderful piece..from our lover boy.. @idrowest ....[/color]