the very scented flower last
no regrets
where there the voices the melody
started to hear
thou not all the eyes can see the
beauty in you
but the color of the horizon telling
me that you are part of me
I may be grow as nobody request, my
tangle wrinkle has fallen me apart
and my smooth skin tearing
my eyes to fall to the
ground, yet my lips twinkle my
aspiration to love you more than today
strangling to find a little nook,
thou the bed
is calm and smooth, now find me
to sleep and my arms and head lay down
your check
... wonderful as you Darling
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