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Burquawalli In London, A Veiled Belle Passing

On coming across Burquawalli,
I found love into the eyes of hers,
Attraction in her heart,
Lusciousness in her lips.

I said salam to her and she stopped by me
Smilingly
As could not hold her laughter,
Shook the hands with
And went away

As a photo negative
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Wednesday, June 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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