Love Atmosphere
Pink sky
Beautiful sight
Of eyes
That i want, to be mine
I could grab
Her waist and just
Not let her
Go away
As she is in my arms
I will remind her a thousand times,
That wherever she lives
But her home is my hands.
Even the soft grass
Will be jealous of me
As the deserving fingers of her
Would be stuck with me.
My mind,slowly drowning in her thought
So i tried her to stop
But as soon as i saw her
I fell in love again
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