Monday, February 21, 2011

when love come so strong there
is no right or wrong
your love is your love
love has no desire but to fulfill it self
to melt and be a melt like a running brook that sings
its melody to night.
to wait at dawn with with a winged heart
and give thank for another day for loving
but its still the hopeless

by : hafizan 

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