I can not, but
To be a pretty lover
Simply because love needs me
To be or not to be
Anytime, anywhere, and everywhere...
Love talks
When we keep silent...
We never anandon it
Simply because it brings us together
Under its pretty shadow...
We never away from
Its pretty fruits
Which are greatly wonderful
To all of us...
It is that love which
We all come together
To its sweet ways
To be its pretty lovers
For ever and ever...
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