his heart is a paradise in a circle of steep traps,Those who do not reach this fairy’s heart cannot see love.It is the greatest of wars, if your reaching me touches my heart, gifts will be waiting for you.πŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’ž

O beloved, on this path of love, you must come not from the steep rocks, but from the tunnel of the dead and is the breath of the soul rather than a childish feeling,,πŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’ž

If your heart sees your soul is fearless,The outside world does not make the outside world happy until the cocoon of every beauty opens in our hearts.πŸ’ž

the love of love must love enough to face all fears,My heart beats at the sigh of the wars fought for my love,God tests lovers by placing barriers between hearts,πŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’ž

our love is the spoils of this relentless war,lovers may be apart but their souls are always together,πŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’ž