Dew cleansed a nature for a pleasing day,
sins are its underway
And sun peeping
From two wombs for the birth of lonely morning.
With the clouds clear, high up the silver sky,
A widow finch and a hornbill cry
I travell'd with a itchy mind in the lust of a girl down towards the foulding path, hearing the sound ant,
Smelling her beauty and eye on a bud viewing towards the pair mountain self loneliness and a meadow.
The birds were chirping and rustling leaves but my mind on a girl.
My eyes clashed a full moon half shined spectacle girl and a rabbit teeth shining diamond with a roses chicks.
My heart glowed of beats
But the power of time defeats
My heart just strikes her face with a waving eyes as a angel of 8
But she was already two when gossip hits 8 .5,
she got right two palms, living sheltered heart and growing like a infant born a day.
Lingering as a lonely clouds, sensible the breeze are
Fragrance hear the murmur of the lips and a melody of a lonely stars
Meaningless tears bleeds for a undeserved love at a mighty heart.
Tuesday, November 13, 2018
Love in castle
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