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Desire of a woman

A lonely woman near a window,
looks after the sun under the shadow.
Her whisper becomes a cloud.
A cloud painted into the sky,
created by the hand of God,
designed by my mind.
A beautiful woman is a wind,
which touches deeply my eyes.

Feb. 8, 2018, 7:28 p.m. 0 Report Embed 0
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