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In your warm house.
Quite a modest and rather plain heart,
A heart that genuinely loves to the end.
And that love can.
Gently, he placed his hands around her neck plait.
With fingers passionately.
In my hair and fluff in the evenings and weaved.
… whisper
And speak.
Beautiful sonatas.
Of eternity.
So laugh and a long look in the eye.
You know.
For this one must not know.
No father.
No mother
About! How much I love you.
That your feminine smile
Just so you know.

Can you hear me?
Some of my favorites.
You are my everything.

Author: Maxima

Maxima is a pseudonym I've been using to authenticate my work. I’m a writer, poet, literary critic, and author of several booksIn addition , poetry as a basic form of literary creation ,writes short stories , aphorisms , literary criticism . ( Don't Let Tears Kiss My Face )( Between Shadows ) Poems written by Maxima have been translated into: English, French and Spanish As hobbies, I have a passion for photography and creating meaningful videos. In this site you will likewise see showcase my video creativity. Thank you for dropping by! Feel free to follow; feel free to comeback! With love Maxima

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