
Sometimes I am worried about you Sometimes I am conceed about you Sometimes I open the window fully And Decorate the sky With your photo In which You are sitting Among the flowers Wearing red sandals With your white teeth And write a poem about Your laughing eyes!...
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The hegemony of your Pink tits Makes me creep Through the valley of your Eerie ribs!...
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I give you a gift Named poem You can take her out To a good restaurant For dier Or Walk with her on the street And Chew the fat with her Then, take her back home Play music And Dance all your sorrow with her!...
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Shadows covers The wooden stairs Sun tickles clouds With her girlish fingertips A drop of water Called Framarz Sits on the stairs!...
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