For Secret Lovers

As shy as a moony night,

Mounting fantasies to great heights,

Scents and stains of real pains,

Strange feelings of no gains,

Life without lover is dull,

All done, but remains still null,

Not even a glance of real love,

Obliviously, agonies of weeping love.


Submitted: May 04, 2007

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emmauck

amazing! i really like it!

Fri, May 4th, 2007 2:45pm

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thanx

Wed, May 9th, 2007 6:22am

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