I just love the way you talk,
The classic way you get annoyed and protest,
As if a lioness walking along the forest,
Still, I am fervent to, holding your snowy hands, walk.
The Almighty well knows,
When I am going to be gifted,
With you, my dearly loved,
I will keep trying as far as time goes.
Nothing else know I; loving you is my duty,
Even love will love you for your matchless beauty!
You Are My Poetry
This is a very written poem. I love your title and presentation. Just lovely.
Thanks
Thank you so much.
This is beautiful. I have
This is beautiful. I have enjoyed many of your writings. Don't know why I haven't added you to my friend pool. Do you mind? Sending request...
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Thank you
I am more than happy to have such an inspiring comment from you. Regarding the friend request, I have already accepted it.