She sleeks on silk

as zink claims seed

her fancy dress cleans soil

on dirty face of rootlet

toil bell chest sounds like bracelet

of  her knee,her ample smell

like fragrance odours

of what she tells her neighbour

they all warn,among

those who comes along

are cheers and  jovials

to wake the hill with trivial

water flows on his bed

to the left right and red

the angry drop jumps and

fall back on his bend band

my love then falls for her

like jingling bell

comes,moves on chocolate stream

passing under bridge journey

my love is opinion of bee honey

kissing butterfly barbique flower

i feel in her productive belly

sweety swell of kids delly

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