Delicate like blossoms,
enduring like the earth.
sensuous like money,
yet constrained like a miser.
less on logic,
yet intutive like a priest.
Chase her,
search..
so she gives away,
the secrets of her heart,
like gold,
from the heart of,
the earth.
The secrets that you find,
but, have no end.
Cherish her like diamonds,
and enjoy the radiance,
sip her like wine,
and feel cosy with,
the warmth.
maitreyee joshi
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