She comes in my
dreams,
She moves in my
eyes, as she comes in web page,
As if she is dancing
with honey spins,
Gleamed in love, first
seedling in love-vine.
I do not want to
miss her,
I want to inhabit
in her wishes,
Her body is like
a feather weight wonders,
I like to have
her fortune open before my vision.
I love her,
She blushes in
her sweet smiling,
Wide range of
spectrum of colors opens her,
She is my lover;
she is close to my heart.
She sometimes
puts messages in web page,
I like those
words that suit my desires,
I feel chances
are there to hold her tight,
Dream is not it
as life is inward sense,
And I feel it in
my skins, and dwell in knowledge,
That inwardly
controls love to love her,
She is charming
when she posts photos in web page,
I love
her; I care her as she is my inner controller. 
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