MARVEL

Dole slept,trifle awake ,
the blackness have turned into bright,
Spiel are like syrupy and briny,
Bounty of trice,
When the day got melted in this ablaze,
Amiability has started to contour...

These libation are cloying,
all the aural and adage of the hindmost night,
have soften in these potation,
This innervention is something unblemished ,
the zest has got benison,
When the palate unlocked these arms,
I came to know how enticing are these flounce...