In the beginning
It was scary and too long
Fear engulfed in every thing
Greving in the swiftness
Longing for the short rejoice
Irritated by the hurtness
Let go the sadness and
In the end get in the loveness
I am sorry you
Missed all this blissfulness....
Love is, infinite ubiquitous, in the air, but true lovers, soul is where, thanks dear
you need not be sorry......love blossoms later......u have discovered the nitty-gritty of making love...
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Yes! ! That is the truth! ! Able to upgrade your mind today. Nice work.
Live the best today, leave the rest, nothing is in our hands, thanks dear poet for spending ur precious time to comment on my works I am blessed, love u, take care, welcome