Trees bloom as the cloud sings,
Birds sing....looking at the earth,
Desires dance with love,
In which lust dances like a swing,
Poetry poses is Kissing,
My heart blooms at the beauty of the rainbow,
The bees are mesmerized by the procession of flowers,
Love songs throughout the pleasures of music.
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kikiadri 💜💍💙.
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