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When I happened to be in your presence I was impervious But I was too busy, thinking How did The Creator design? This beautiful being Your hair absorbed sunlight But reflected the colour of the earth Your eyes drunk sea blue colour the colour of honey reflected Coffee, and tree trunk When I happened to be in your presence I was careless But I was busy to collect the pearls Fallen from your lips when you were speaking I Imagined how your teeth were lined to form smiles I wondered how did your Roman nose inhale only flowers' odour I watched how did you touch table utensils When you finished your meal I was pretending to be careless While I was busy to count the minutes left When you left I was pretending to be indifferent But I was busy to arrange for the next meeting
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Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 6:24 AM UTC
The next meeting
When I happened to be in your presence I was impervious But I was too busy, thinking How did The Creator design? This beautiful being Your hair absorbed sunlight But reflected the colour of the earth Your eyes drunk sea blue colour the colour of honey reflected Coffee, and tree trunk When I happened to be in your presence I was careless But I was busy to collect the pearls Fallen from your lips when you were speaking I Imagined how your teeth were lined to form smiles I wondered how did your Roman nose inhale only flowers' odour I watched how did you touch table utensils When you finished your meal I was pretending to be careless While I was busy to count the minutes left When you left I was pretending to be indifferent But I was busy to arrange for the next meeting
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Iraq
Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 6:24 AM UTC
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