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Jul 2018
I saw my woman's eyes behind the green grasses
fueling to the life ever estranged
God wasn't sure who destroy whom but all he knows is
she and I both are alive in the feast with Him
thus our hearts are racing so the bodies are dancing
cut sharp words drives signal waves of desire within us
I loving into the loving of love
So I may never can go elsewhere off from her spell of sight
neither can she put that warm sigh down not knowing where I am
Green grasses hide blood and our heart distills wine behind
scratches bruises scrapes and ultrasonic moans
they all witness the love as how He culminate it
In the night in the dark God relive the life he drenched
Even God, he has his secret form him himself
so moves. long still gazes, wolf bites and all teeth marks are just perfect as it is
sometimes the love ---------------------------------------
the love may never outshine make prefect  secrets
© shanikayrs
shanika yrs
Written by
shanika yrs  Colombo
(Colombo)   
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   --- and Fawn
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