A New Woman

Dreams are real when it's a lovers passion

dreams can be real.
Open your eyes.
I'll take each breath.
Every beat is a pleasure coz i share half of yours and you share half of mine.
The smell of such fragrance makes me dwell for more.
I love when you say i think you're as sweetly fragrance as a bloomed rose of heaven.
I love why you ask why  i am like honey.
I love to lick the honey out of you.
I love you so much only you make me my day, by saying so much to me.
You burn away so much passion you give me fuel.
If i didn't have food all i gotta do is love you.
You feed me my fuel.


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Dreams are real when it`s a lovers passion

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