Sunday, 19 February 2017

Hellen of troy

Tunes of a loving heart surely scents
The stinking world with a fragrance God sent
To heal the blighting wounds and forever rent
Space in the heart to whom it’s sent
Emotions sparking blurred sense
Frail hearts holding emotions so immense
Feeling the air with near immortal sense
Smiles n blushes for a love so immense
Rules kill the already ailing romance
Shun from them and let blossom once
 ALove pure and sweet frankincense
For the pursuit for happiness never makes sense
You and you alone I see, every sunrise I go to sleep
Like ambrosia thy voice tastes, in my lips you stay sweet
And mellow, always filling my heart with endless emotions


 #plsucre

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