Love Poetry Collections (SEASON 2)

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Cheery Cherry

Seeing several cherub babies hank into those lustrous cherry tree,
Glare had dare me to attack me,

A sudden felt of an intimate brightness and light from that fruit,
Owing to the fifth faith into the top of disarray branches,
where you and I was there,

We aren't joyless—but bount to not be mad...

I saw the beauty of those fireflies and how it attracts us during midnight hours.

We are cheerful, full of happiness when we're jpintly, holding hands,
Although it didn't matter if the weather was cheerless,
Because our mind is fearless, it was there rolling in the sy as we reach four hands there,

Still that cherry is delicious, also us...

It bear fruits,
our memories,
it has a good taste,
like your mouth,
which corners every honey in my tongue.

💛: ♡♡~~say says,
@jas