Write to me, even if you are not poet.
Sing to me, even if you got no wings.
Pull my strings, while I pull the guitars too.
Smile, with my lips all over you
Call on me, with me in you.
You need a pet, just so I do.
Wear me the sparks of a beautiful love game
Let's make heaven on the earth we see.
©Onyedikachi: The Cub To The Seven Gods.
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