Ode To Legspin Poem by Moz Rauf

Ode To Legspin



Twist of wrist across the seam
Caressing fingers; a tender release
A sensual dart drifting in,
Soaring soul of Mozart's symphonies.

Lovliness is art,
When it kiss the turf,
To rebell. (spin away) .

Sunday, May 25, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: kiss,ode
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Moz Rauf

Moz Rauf

Lahore, Pakistan
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