Am in the field of dandelions ,Where time stands still, their each delicate touch, playing with my soft cheeks,while plucking it's tender gleam, each petals Whispers secret true, Under the sunset wings , I've found my view ......
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You stood there by holding dandelion's golden Mane And as the dandelion's seeds take flight , Your wish carried by the breeze,in the fading light, to reach the one who holds your soul .And they land softly in my hands divine, Your wish Whispered, that you'll forever be mine ......
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Sweet and fair , Your fragile beauty fills the air ,Like love's first blush ,I feel okay when you smile ,a fleeting sigh Beneath a painted evening sky Wishing on dandelion day and night , praying to the God for our love's light
Dreaming of the day when you will be mine ,In the field of dandelions, every beauty defined......

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Aryôñytales...


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