Tuesday, June 26, 2018

First Love



I decided to love
Don't ask who is
A brighter eye than the stars
A mischievousness than the wind
A voice that sweet more than music
A beautiful heart than the rain
A love that feel more than a dream
Yes
He is
So
A day come to near
The songs murmuring under the bowers
The kisses hide under the rain
It is not a dream
Don't ask is it eternal..

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