"Kiss your own finger tips
Hug your own curves,
You made out of waves
smooth jasmin petals all over your skin,
Honey and spice chillies"
You'll show up when it's necessary as a goddess .
I hope you haven't forgotten.
{M}.
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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...
