Some gale pass,sometime hasp the fresh winds,
these sleeping links,spread their arms,
my heart,just wants to croon,
his heart , wants to sing out loud,
I smile, he wants to laugh lustily,
this obsession is stubborn,
farness is needed,somewhere in the hinterland.
In too much propinquity,there are signs of distances,
don't relish these waves,these water are not cloying,
love says,don't come near me,
it's spanking,to twinkle from far away,
farness is needed,somewhere in the hinterland.
I'm such a rain,
that rains jumping on the gambrel,
he's shower of light weather,
he craves,both rained,
at some distances,
life is easier....
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