lips are thirsty in the desert of love if our body missed the rain it was the magic of that angel,💞

Even if our bed is made of feathers, this is not a cure for the fire. That old wine of the lover is better than the vineyards of the whole world.💘

she is born in the moonlight, that angel burns the sign of eternal love in our hearts, people cannot marry angels in this worldly life,💞💛

While I watch that angel in the sky of my heart, I’m like a bird trying to fly but without wings,wow everyone translated love as much as they lived,💖💛💛

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