The gentle breeze touched
her silky soft skin
she let the deep breath,
out to the cool surrounding
She thought of the past
she felt her heart
was melting with
the gentle fire of disappointment
the tear jerked out of her
honey brown eyes
Nothing prevails
except her wounds
but her future is looking for her
her present is in her hands
Is she ready to go...
yeah! I'm here to bring
her into the bright future...
I'm still waiting for her..
to have her hands life long.........
past is passed..
now the future is waiting...
tell her to make her present as much as
pleasure .....
and I'm waiting to
hold her hand...!!.
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