To a man of hers, whoever you are
Have life been going so wonderful?
Days and nights, memorable?
For she is a magnificent lullaby
as bright as the sky - a joyous ray
For her impeccable smile
A thousand lillies, a potent heal
For her exuberant mind, unwavering
a rapturous breeze of wind
of which I fell, over her bare skin
Truly lovely, such a divine train
For her
I would fall million of times
For I
know she is such a goddess
For you
a lucky man of hers,
could life be anymore spotless?
Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 12:05 PM UTC
To a man of hers, whoever you are
Have life been going so wonderful?
Days and nights, memorable?
For she is a magnificent lullaby
as bright as the sky - a joyous ray
For her impeccable smile
A thousand lillies, a potent heal
For her exuberant mind, unwavering
a rapturous breeze of wind
of which I fell, over her bare skin
Truly lovely, such a divine train
For her
I would fall million of times
For I
know she is such a goddess
For you
a lucky man of hers,
could life be anymore spotless?
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