Tuesday, 3 April 2012


She does not come always in the web site,
It is something I feel bubbling in pain,
One true sense that grows in mind is her charms,
And we are once dwelling in love, climbed in fashion
That I have not accustomed to, she then put me advancing to,
It is great experience in love and in bursting feeling, 
Towards the life that is almost burning in fire,
It is a sense that my body learns it down in blue world. 

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