Like dry season waiting for rain,
Like the pregnant woman waiting for the pain,
I will wait for you!
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All attempts to describe you implode before they begin,
Analytically, intractable impenetrable by thought,
For all the beautiful things, my eyes have seen,
Nene, you are most beautiful amidst the lot.
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(a poem by Lohla&terrific.terry)
''The curtain of memories opens up to our past''
''Those nights when i felt your heartbeats against my back''
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