The Lovesick Poem by Ari Alsio

The Lovesick



I'll get a woman always laughing
the moon we look of nights lovely girl,
the days we decide to weave,
summer flowers in the field
handmaiden gold sweetheart
hear me playing our delight
warm wave and molested it,
Come on, girl on my sit,
heat pain whole the field.
those with the gentle waters.
cute surfing of cloudberry.

Friday, September 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Liza Sudina 25 September 2015

I'll get a woman always laughing the moon we look at was so full! and at that day we both decided to become a bride and bridegroom!

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Ari Alsio 25 September 2015

The moon was full, Love also was so great congratulations.

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