Sunday, 31 January 2010

Letters of Love

Those letters were precious; roses,
Come to mind; if only another expression;
Hearts are on the rise; love and affection,
Do make me fly; kisses and hugs are,
Most welcome too; understanding you are,
With feelings most wanted; sun and sky,
Are yours to command; moon is shamed,
By most beauty divine; waves of sea,
Can't compare; your skin and touch,
Are all I dream; passionate are you,
In most cannot hope to find!

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