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Saturday, July 15, 2006

In His Hands

She missed his hands so much.
For him arouses at mid-night,
for her mind sinks in sweetdreams.
Like the earth spins around them.
In his hands,
she sees the beautiful blue skies,
with the full happiness.
Can't say word to describe her love.
His hand becomes strongly,
hold her tight.
She melts like the honey
under his hot heart,
she wants time never pass by
& always in his hands
of the summer hot.
Natasa To
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