Soften lips has not been viewed on my dream
I touched her lips to listen to a word that will be enough for life
I touched her eyelids to see her love beam from the eyes
I hold hers glitter frontal to enter to her memory as a permanent person
I thought that she has been created by the divine for me
Therefore, I felt sorrowful when I was not thinking of herself
Telling to the birds itis carrying my message before she woke up
Oh every coming flying bird I looked over there spatial
When I was walking on the beach whitefoam wrapped my foot as she on there
Arriving her sweet voice by the blowing wind through my ears
An inspiration of her fragrance that was earning from beautiful flowers
Toughing a petal of the flower, therefore, felt tender of her fingers
When the time lay on wet sandthat was tender mine face as mellow of breast
Loving smile, thing, and ajar eyes are reminding
Thousand of things are given at birth In mineto the core
Blooming thousand of a bunch of flowers them will be wrapped on a wrappingpaper
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