Thinking about life
As he watched her beauty sleep
Who always lives sweats and love
Lust is the essential language
Skin as gorgeous as a chocolate honey moon
Beneath the bitter winter rain
But mother please
Our love is not easy
The boy was weak
Through eternity
(Note: I don't remember the names of my group members. If they could make themselves know I would appreciate it)
This poem doesn't has a strong gist but the infinite thoughts bring the change in love which makes powerful and give strength to weak souls.
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