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I love you, I love you too
Your hand caressed mine
With every winged kiss, my elevated heart starts to fly
I looked deep into your eyes
You know it was always meant to be, you and I
Our union blessed in heaven
You laughed, blushed and turned shy.
I know silly, came the reply
This promise you know we share
Always and forever
until the day that we die.

I want you to  go first, so for me you don't  have to cry

I'll carry the burden of living life with a broken heart
I will not have you shed one saddened tear, whether I'm dead or alive.
I love you that much
I would not let you shed a tear because of me
you the air I breathe
our love magical, border line mythical.
our love we addicted to, something we both need.
A true artist
Uses experience as it's greatest ink

Alongside with it's color of emotions
mama sang  to me ,
this old ballad,
sonnets so intruding,

the bad seed we sow!
the bad seeds we reap!

your garden is your amor
kinder your base ,
dig little treasures,

In spring water, courage,
Sow in the patience,
Your progress is victory

In summer, pluck your dignity,
Rinse it with morals,
Plunder your beauty ,

The roots within are  grit ,
The steam is your spurt,
Mold your prudence
Mama sang !
My element is Water 💦  I am gentle like  the river. that flows within me., I am fresh as spring.I drown with love , I float  truculent . My soul is  Oasis. .I am thirsty for devotion. I rain with elegance. I am flooded with rage , waved with fear , my lips like hurricane.I stream with sheer. Powerful enough to rinse you with life
Mornings were once sweet
Sweetened by her voice
A smile inducing voice
How dull today is

Her beauty took possession of my eyes
Made me shyly look at the floor at her presence
Her walk collapses my jaw

How cruel she is
She  robbed me off my voice
Rendering me speechless
How cruel she is
Refusing to use her profession to cure my speech
So that I may talk past hello.
Piano keys are like humans,
Both black and white
Alone as notes,
Just producing sounds
But together as chords,
They produce symphonies.
Every one of us has the potential to create harmony in their lives, but that often takes a great deal of collaboration and working together.

Individual sounds won't give you that pleasure and harmony that a musical chord can.

For a colourful life, we must appreciate all colours.
I read somewhere that
we are all made of stars
and if that's true then I want
to study your universe
until I can teach a class on it,
a history of you.
I said to a chair
Can you please stop
touching my ***
It said no no no
it's so much fun
:)) silly one
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