Lovegraphy

But it's not real for me to get cold
first you have to warm up with your breath.
kill me later if you want
I don't know, in stony, rocky dry deserts
tie the branches tightly to the colored sycamores.
Then keep him hungry and without water for years.
...if your heart is satisfied
...if you want, just once
Hand in hand with another if you can,
show me your snow white face
and then, if you can watch, witness my fall.
Behold, then like the withering leaves
there is a pair of innocent staring eyes.
You change the direction of the winds that blow.
One day, one Thursday
what happens, be an angel, appear suddenly.
From Zayam River, bubbling with the magic of our hopes
turn into crazy clouds, become rain,
and brush my face with your wet eyelashes,
caress my sad soul, as if it never happened.
Look what a lonely I have experienced,
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