I meet a girl made of brown silks
Appeals touch flowers with her claggy lips
Often do I write for a blush she vows
And by this I find me embraced in that feel

For years barely in dreams I'm all taken
I have pussy sleeps after she'd awakened
she speaks some pages at once in a blink
That My tongue in hours can't arrange

Canopied by curly hair doesn't she just smile
But blows my all candles in her sparking light
I forbidden by the Clans she belongs
By that she reminds theem all...