Depict the ocean with those eyes .
Describe the silence with those lips .
Tell me how do you like the breeze brushes your dark brown hair on your face and caress your skin and finally desist you to be .
Speak about the sun that constantly willing to feel your smooth skin and make a shadow of your body on the ground
The mirror shouts out your name on the walls
I can hear the echoes from the next door.
Wow !
You seem enormously alluring.
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Wendy House
Poetry" Once apon a time, the bygone was draw breathing in front of our eyes but soon we perceived that they passed through our eyelashes , like a wind rushed through ". -------------------------------------------- Another poetry ... Hope you all enjoy r...
