Saturday, October 4, 2014

The meeting



  
They entered her home
It was very prepared
Its decorate was her choice
It reflects her inelegance
It shows her experience
In appearing her inner
She let him to feed
Then she prepared
For the love's meeting
She moved with fondness
She whispered in saying
Her wide eyes became narrow
Her fringe eyes became longer
Her skin was converted to red
Her speech was not completed
It was not continuous or divided
His heart was melted
Who could bear that revolt/
He kneeled at his knees
Saying in lowing sound
Be merciful as I thought
He kissed her lips
Saying that is the sweetest
Taste I have experienced!
     


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