Dona

I'm thinking about your eyes
and the night it pampers them
with a kiss

I'm thinking about your smile
and your furtive smile
makes my day a poetry

a fall of flowers thrives in me
luring like Dona-Aurora's scent
to spread out love's sound

hmm... adore how you feel me


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