Renny Puspa Sari

Dusky Sunday in a happy evening,
a happy lover lover says good morning
darling now it is time for us to sing,
cause none can be source of grieving
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Butterflies fly to flower,

eagles fly to cloud
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Blowing swiftly a sweet smell of love through the air

Scattering a magical colors of heather makes it fair
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Once the maturity of balmy embrace is in purple

Smile is still too sweet though you have no dimples
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When love is like a petrichor on the drought heart in November,
who can smell?

When love blooms like a white lily in the rain,
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A temperate climate says darling come with me;

Yes, all the defeatism evaporated by summer heat
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A creamy and milky love had gone too fast

A warmth and softness of hand touch had vanished too soon
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Eyes are just created as a glistening morning dew
Lips can be more delicious than a ripe plum
A loaf of courage to get close to you left just a few
Words stuck in throat maybe it's a lump
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Who can lighten your day?
If you let me, I may
Who will listen what you say?
If you open your heart, I stay
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When I got his eyes I feel the world is mine
when I found him teases me, I think he likes me
when I got his smile I keep it in my brain all night long
When I got all the sweetness of blossoming love, I know it's all wrong
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A golden red sky conjures the morning star;

Place where the goddes restarts a flammable desire
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