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Created on: November 17, 2010
Why are you so silent?
I am sorry I may be selfish
But where would I flow my ‘love blood’?
Built up onto the brim of the dam in my heart
I certainly do, will need to break it flow, won’t I?
To the dales of my desiring damsel on who
I dreamt my festive pleasures alone…
I knew not ever of a person or never found any one like you to deserve my true and eternal love
Sadly, I acknowledge that my son would got his strong golden wings
And fly away from me, though he loves me a lot
Not very pleasant to know the reality in life that my daughter would get a perch to dwell on and wont be with me any more
She might even think that I never loved her…
I need to hold someone genuine for ever
to share the love and face the tough weathers of life for ages to come…
And I know and feel that you are the one for me
The feeling that is happening to me is a God’s temptation….
My sixth sense feeding me repeatedly back
that you are the one for me
Your intelligence deserve respect
Your beauty owe praising
Your attitudes are rarely rich
Your pragmatic views are superb…
And I keep thinking of you dearly and lovingly with care and passion
I feel comfort in you because you are pious and caring
I feel secure in you because you are protective and caring
I feel an eternal pleasure with you
Because you shower me the love of an angel
I am not seeking the ‘cup board’ love
I am experiencing the natural love that bonding to nullify all our worries and magnify in the genuine pleasures
So I can’t help running my pure ‘love blood’ to the right valley where I plant all my dreams and desires…
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