The Young In Love
Theriver was in your essences,
The larks in our hearts that sang forth,
Mysterious as the winds, we wondered,
The homes on these temples.
The sun prayed,
Your lips maybe reminded,
Joy on these simple pleasures,
That our youths were caulked by her songs,
Relive again these moments
Outlined in these hopes,
The memories, these cameras caught us once in lily embrace.
Provide me these chanting streams,
Fullfill with these promises,
O, winds mother of these belongings,
Entertain me and my love,
Consider all that is changing,
A man and a woman, may become.
A monster, in the traffic of life.
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Absolutely lyrical! ! ! You have a defy way of choosing the exactly right words - - ]The sun prayed, / Your lips maybe reminded, / Joy on these simple pleasures, [- - - so sensual, the heat of the sun upon our lips is so very subtly sensual.10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++