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Savio Fonseca Jul 15
Her Beauteous Body,
was filled with Curves.
I took some Time,
to settle My Nerves.
My Lips set Rolling,
a Hundred Kisses.
I never Dreamt,
for this kind of Blisses.
I unwrapped Her Fashion,
to settle over Her Map.
Her Kisses kept pouring,
like water from a Tap.
As She parted Her Lips,
I entered Her Holy Shrine.
With every gentle Stroke,
    Her Face began to Shine.
hazem al jaber Apr 2017
The most beauteous you are...






Beautiful you are....


The most beauteous among all other women...
most beautiful between all ladies in this world...
..not because of your wide eyes...
..or of your long charming hair...
..or of your rosary cheeks..
..or of your tasty lips ...
but for the beauty which it inside you ...
and for the simply which you are in...
and for that smile which can let a vision ,
be as a reality and a true..

When you wake up ,
all the lovely flowers wake up because of you ,
just to see and to watch how beauty you are...
water got so happy ,
because will touch your face,
while you washing your face...
even the air so happy too,
because will go happily into your chest...
and the words which go out from between your lips too..
so beautiful and special you are ...
special among all the creatures,
whom created in this world...
our meet is not come by a normal chance,
it came by a fate which our God needed for us,
and because of your beauty which i always needed,
because i need the special which inside you...

The beauteous beauty you are...
not in my eyes only,
even the stars...the sky..the rain..the trees,
and the moon assure on that ...

The beauteous beauty you are...
not because they are not like you...
but because you mean a lot to me...
and you belong to my heart...
and because you owned the big place in my heart...

So,..
its my rights to call you a queen...
my only lovely queen...
and to put the golden crown on your head,
and to grant you my heart..

hazem al jaber ...
Agas Waluya Jan 2017
Once she said she will come back
When the flower bloom and the rain stop
Or after she find the perfect job

I don't know the song
She said it's good I should listen
But even we laugh and play pretend

Teardrops and cold clouds
The black umbrella flew to the air
Your body is stiff and pale

Tell me why you hate the rain
I always thought it makes you prettier
Because you made me forget all of my rules
*And now I'm waiting for a flower that will never bloom.
A hope which leads me to an uncertainty.

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