Monsoon

The days of rain
Seperating black clothing wearers from the workers
Nature, villages
Inspiration to fashion

While people copy others
Freedom for a party a year
Introverted wild child
Blessed with a vision

Analysts face deception too often
It is the song of nature
Snakes catch my eye
Every curve interests me

Stop the wax, no more make-up
Your brain saw the real me
For a quick second
Lovingly

Adore you,

Shivafeli

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