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Beauty I Write
In the raining love of the eyes,
Today I drenched in gestures,
long black hair that wrapped around the waist,
Like a lace wrapped in a tree
Such henna made in white hands,
Anyone who sees it gets stunned,
Mole on the waist of your,
who keeps you out of sight,
Your jingles in your feet,
When the sound came,
Make your sweet voice drunk,
What else can I write in your beauty?
© confusioncreate
Today I drenched in gestures,
long black hair that wrapped around the waist,
Like a lace wrapped in a tree
Such henna made in white hands,
Anyone who sees it gets stunned,
Mole on the waist of your,
who keeps you out of sight,
Your jingles in your feet,
When the sound came,
Make your sweet voice drunk,
What else can I write in your beauty?
© confusioncreate
