The Woman Of My Love


She was the woman
the woman who
Watched at me
Allways
With full of tears
With melancholic eyes

Short and charming
Curly hair
Bosomy and innocent
The goddes of my passion

The woman
Who cried at my shoulders
Under a hidden tree
Near a dead river
Untill i leave her forever




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