He never thought it right
Before it was right
Because the real reality
Was not yet found.
She comes ,talks to him
With the respect he thinks he Deserves yet he does not imagine It at one time happening.
He feels her heart's melody
Deep into his eardrums
He feels her palms have been
in a butter tin a minute ago
His ****** desires Are done after her smile gets out of its shell.
Later distressed
when the reality is a dream.
BY Ainamani Joash
May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 9:24 AM UTC
He never thought it right
Before it was right
Because the real reality
Was not yet found.
She comes ,talks to him
With the respect he thinks he Deserves yet he does not imagine It at one time happening.
He feels her heart's melody
Deep into his eardrums
He feels her palms have been
in a butter tin a minute ago
His ****** desires Are done after her smile gets out of its shell.
Later distressed
when the reality is a dream.
BY Ainamani Joash
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