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love is not a prisoner

How can you hold this heart burning in your smiles?πŸ’–Tell me, does love ever age?πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

Ask your ghost about this heart that burns while making love to your dream,πŸ’–In the beauty of my heart, when you lose my mind, ask me to your heart.

Alas our dreams make love where we dream,πŸ’–If we don’t have dreams, our hearts can’t see each other,πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

Wait for me, I adorned this fairy of love, whose paradise I was a victim of, with the color of roses.πŸ’–

Do eyes ever lie, beautiful winged angel of my heart,πŸ’–Lovers make love to ghosts when they don’t reach the truth my dear,πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

10 Responses

  2. When love touches our soul and we lose the kindness of love mercy. We tried to find the place where love was joy. We cannot. A powerful poem for love.

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