MEET MEA Poem by SaddamMeet me
at that lovely place where stars are spread And sweet springs always lives. Meet me, at that place where little pieces of snow every time falls and a bunch of birds sings in a queer voice Where easy wind never come to end. Between this mead, under that big tree surrounded by this graceful environment we talk about love. I want to dance with you till the last breath I want to live with you till the end where desires are untied to move. © 2014 SaddamFeatured Review
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