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Apr 2016
As I buried my face into her neck.
As I wrapped my arms around her chest.
It felt like nothing could be better at this moment.
It felt like taking my last gasping breath.

The scent of roses and blossoms ignited my soul.
And it was that very moment after which I never felt alone.

You, were beautiful.
Majestic for all I could say,
Nothing had never been so perfect.
Nothing that I could portray

Like the harmless moonlight,
You put ease to my heart.
Like the chirping sound of birds on a Sunday morning.
Like a beautiful life I wanted to start.
Ammar Butt
Written by
Ammar Butt  Lahore, Pakistan.
(Lahore, Pakistan.)   
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   Cecil Miller
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