The early night has fallen and a beautiful skyline faces me
How am I touched by your hands
Marked by your pleasant nature
A warm surrounding bath is given to me
Adoring the muscles of your back
You are a gift of the divine
Shaped not moulded into a noble warrior
It brings to me a loveable notion
The descendants of your past must have known
Angels surrounding you as your hands are shaped for archery
I cherish you as I want to value all your gifts
A small light at the horizon shines trust on me
Un-connected I am unconditionally present of your love
Desire less love
Adore you,
Shivafeli
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