SONNET 484
By JH Sayyar
I sleep after toiling of a day!!
I put head on your coral breast
You caress hair turning all grey
In a sweet dream my parts rest
When opened eyes I find woe;
Your images in my mind float
In recalling consoling me true
Your falsity; as in eyes a mot
I think of your cute sullen eyes
A lover; sitting on your face!
Listening to my sad heart cries;
My balls search for love grace
In spite of deceit, in love I trust!
When you cheat: soul gains rust
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