Saturday, 9 June 2018

Dolt

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Dolt

I never understand at night
Why she wears chiffon
To show me some things
Or to hide many things

And almost all time
She point out me for my cloth
As I wear regular type
Even when sleep or wake at night

At summer she crazy about lime
May it make her more cool
But I can't know about her mind
As my winter curd seems her deleterious

Her every expression has a particular smile
Even I can find it when she tries to angry
So what wrong about my lol at TV comedy
And my unnatural face expressions seem her mysterious

What is so great in eyes' language, a while,
It's ok if I can't follow that huge talent
And one thing I have great and so she does
The way we understand hearts of each others
 

Jack Elixir

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