Thursday, 24 February 2011

Swing of Affection

Pretty like red roses,
Soft 'hearted' like love itself,
Brainy and caring like  a mother,
Mm mm! She found my soft spot,

Think of love,
She gives out 100% of it,
Think of affection,
She multiplies it into happiness,
Think of joy,
It all comes back to her name,
Ooh! What a lady?

Apart has became close,
Closeness has became love,
And doubled desire is inevitable,
Just wish to be with miss love.

Only some days,
Only sometime,
My heart can’t wait.

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