i lies on your fins

to pierce you with pins

of love culture

with picture of mixture

i would call you on march

to have your waist watch

for me to pleas

with your fleas

i must be a judge

to fill and full your bridge

on monday barge

inside my hand sponge

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote the poems to finish my mind from suffering of emotion.bcos title of love is a trust not thrust

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