The Daughter Of My Colleague Poem by Wenne Madyt Dengs
The Daughter Of My Colleague
The daughter of my colleague
You’re slim and tidy
When you’re looked at;
You fill heart
You’re an ingredient of life
The daughter of my colleague
My heart meanders around you
You smile honey
You talk butter
You breathe in my soul
The daughter of my colleague
As beautiful as Arialbek
With your innocent childish face
Your figurative frame summons my eyes
You’re the only option
My inward dials your cute trait
The daughter of my colleague
Mine forever
I have the courage to taste your finger
Your finger drops hope and happiness
You spit gracing dribble
The daughter of my colleague
Though you resemble my daughter
I swear to wear your heart in my hut
You are chosen for all
The daughter of my colleague
In love with the daughter of your colleague. Thanks for sharing.
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5/9/2024 3:55:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It sounds like love has taken over. Thanks for sharing, Wenne