Until the hearts will
leading through, when it gets
really hard and heavy, the
body was moving around
like the trees and bushes,
not even a single flower on
the thickest grass and
outwitted dirt, the love will
take off so fast enough
like speeding bullet of a single
gunshot flare of
firecracker or so, its like a fast paste
of luxurious dance, when
the wind was dying down
and slow and steady like
it is, its little bit on swag
of swing so gently and
smooth all together, to the
ocean lake river beach
waves were picking it up next
level or to, hearing a
enchanted sound, it will be
huffed and blown like
chicken of rainstorm and snow
storm as well as it goes,
how warmth how cold how
breeze of the passionate
wind, you'll can spin all the
way through of goodness
and greatness, keep it up
handily and confirmed
Written by
Michael James Brindley
1-11-16
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