Innocent Joys
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Dr. Antony Theodore
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Looking at the shooting stars
I wished a kiss from you.
I have thirst for forbidden tastes.
Shall we hold hands and sit
on the shore of this rivulet
to dream of castles and fairies?
You are a scented flower;
Oh, how I love to kiss your petals.
I am a big bird
and I carry you on my wings
to the land of spring blossoms.
Shall I pour honey on your tongue
and may I lick it from you?
When you giggle
I shall laugh.
When you smile
shall I pinch your nose?
Come let us run on bare feet
on the green grass
racing each other.
I shall then allow you to win the race.
That will be my joy when I go to sleep;
You and me and You win always.
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