Sunrays dropped to the glasses but it cannot be defeated her eyebeam
The eyes which are talking without a voice but it's not strange at the moment
Thou soul was flying for close to her it grabbed the whole atmosphere
Although she softens and immature pectoral had not push thee away
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After that she soften cheek those became rosecolor Thee were grabbed drastic warmth it was a charm love and romance, infatuation and desire and wishes of life...... a fine poem. thank u dear poet. tony