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by Ambika Talwar 1. my feet won't tango unless you caress my waist… am your weathervane 2. couldn't be a tree she smiles robed in flowers see spring in her steps! 3. rain from your eyes falls in mine—lighting love sans words time agape freezes... 4. resting in bosom my fragments stretch to limits joy holds me in arms 5. winter groom arrives brings me to warm quilted bed two wheels are enough
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