Having you in pink dress
Heart tends to caress.
Out brimmed with passion of love
To tightly hug and press.
Do not move o bliss o fair
Let my eyes thy beauty stare.
Near my heart thy pulse I feel
Soul to soul do we seal.
Blinking a moment makes me sigh
Fear to lose the lovely tie.
How blissful sounds this love making
Away your sight’s acute painstaking.
Away you move, moves my soul away
Stay, o stay, o stay.
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Author:
saif (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 13th, 2022 09:33
- Category: Love
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