Monday, January 1, 2018

When you kiss me

When you kiss me
How on your lips
I find moisture of my eyes
For my tears happy
Come out for thee,
When you kiss me.

When you kiss me
How do I feel
Sweet  breeze blowing
From Mediterranean sea
Filled with thy aroma
Coming to me.

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