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the moonI turn to the window frame looking my gaze beyond the horizon, the afternoon it gets even more beautiful. today sky so beautiful Sip a graceful melody of the source Where the birds bathe and drink it, Then they sing and fly happily. The afternoon allowed to be possessed by the night And my heart beats for him It's pure miss that hurt me as a whip. the moon spy behind the hill Like a sentry cupid, Even seemingly happy smile. I hear a song in a voice of gentleman My heart thrilled me trembling, It's my love singing under my window. The moon light our graces catwalk In an act of magic in looks solemnly And I in love, I fall into the arms of my dear duncan and spring , my love, I bring this rose to give him When winter comes I want to be with you,Can autumn back I want to be with you why and spring i love you my love OF CEIZAR FOR MY DEAR DUNCAN TE AMO Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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