Love Love Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

Love Love



Not the beast but the beauty, which presides this ornamented home, only seeming to grow by such an event

Also stimulating you, and making you seem happier

If not go to the forest, no need to be shy we jump across the barriers

eager to enjoy ourselves, changing good for bad yes we are the prevailing heros

Wednesday, June 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: lovesick
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