Everything About you,
Very beautiful.
Words will never be enough,
To pronounce it.
And I am,
Rows of revealed words
From the owner of Love.
Try sending beautiful poems,
But only up
The room was empty.
Then I ran,
At the doors of the virtual nature.
Until I get lost,
The room is so empty
And do not know where the tip is.
But I keep running,
To relieve this flavor.
Until I was tired,
And leaning against the wall
Its full of scratches
Heartbreak....
ST12