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Euphemism – True Love She dances with great élan, And I dared her side long glance; The plonk still strong in my head, And I walked close to her space.
She murmured few magic spells, The plonk still strong in my head; I hope to prolong this date, Eons gone I still feel her grace.
My search never ends, I see the world go by; Though I scopperloited the moment, My hallucinations never die.
The scabiosa still in my head, Good bye is not my asking; It’s an inaudible and mute life; My gulosity for your aura is never masking.
She said we will make it, And she said I am a hero; Shared time and many a kisses, The unborn child and all riches.
I was a hero destined to win, Always wild and charging; My Steed shattered in this ancient ruin, Good bye was never my asking; Shamsud A. If You Enjoyed This Post Please Take 5 Seconds To share it. Thank you.