Be Editor Of My Love ♥ ♥
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I am naïve
I write poetry with my heart
People read it with their brains
The essence of words
does not convey my messages
my love is lost in the air.
I feel so helpless
yet my passion endeavor
to reach your heart
Someday cacophony will turn
the melancholy cord to
the song of rave
Love, you come to my rescue
In the midst of this fancy
with your editing skills
I know, Heart dance on your tunes, O love
My mind gets filled with joy, O Love
And body makes the aura with you, O Love.
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